I folded it into a little ball and stuffed in deep into my purse. Then I made my way back to the hotel.I was astounded when I opened the paper.It was ...illed with articles about girls like me who dated men. It had numerous personal ads, mostly with pictures, from men who wanted to meet boys who liked to wear girl's clothes.One ad in particular caught my eye. It was because the guy in it looked like a slightly younger more physically fit version of my own father. I read his ad with care."If you. And that someday she was going to see that our marriage was totally fucked up and that would be the end of that. He wanted to do something about that. To make her experience the conflict between her potential and the life she was living. To have to confront it every day. It would push her deeper down, shed drown in her own shame, wallow in the degradation of becoming just a piece of fuck-meat while inside her head was all this high-grade intellect with nowhere to go. He said that would push. Her thick mane of dark hair was pinned, perfectly on the top of her head. The rich dark waves contrasted against her pure white maxi dress, which was draped over her slim frame, exposing her sunkissed shoulders. My leaking dick had already formed a small wet spot inside of my boxers after my sordid dream of the sweet young girl. I wondered what sexy panties she had on this morning. Was her tight little snatch freshly shaven and pressed against her crotch? Fuck, I wanted to smell her so. He did not need any lessons. As soon as I was on my all fours he moved behind me. In a flash he was up on his hind legs with his front paws wrapped around my waist. As he started the fucking motions I reached for my cock which was rock hard and started to pleasure myself. This was the most exciting thing I had ever done in my life. Sure I was dying to fuck Mary, but she wasn't ready even though I told her before she left that I intended to get my cock in her tight pussy when she got home. .