" Sussshh, slow down kid! You don't need to justify yourself to anyone, least of all to me. I don't need to know your reasons, you have something to s...ll, something I'm interested in buying, and nobody gets hurt in the process. Seems to me we're doing each other a favor."She relaxed a little and he thought for a while."Perhaps we should try something different." he said, "Fetish isgood. People who buy that sort of stuff are in it for the clothesanyway."He wondered over to the wardrobe area. Julie stood back and said, "Damn I wish I had tits like that!" Julie then insisted that I tuck my penis back between my legs as this created a nice v-shaped flat front. The back of the suit had this really defined seam that went right up the crack of my butt. It was intended to lift and provide some sexy definition, and it was definitely doing its job. Both Julie and I couldn't believe how feminine the suit made me look. Then Julie said, "I got an idea!" and I saw that look on Julie's face. She. She pushed two fingers in his ass and felt him fill her mouth with his warm juice. He kept his cock in her till she swallowed every drop.He told her "Now lay on your back and spread your legs. I am going to eat pussy till you cum as my cock stays hard for hours then I am going to fuck your cunt then your ass." Ben liked the street whores but Val seemed to be special. She was young with enormous tits and a firm round ass. He could not wait to taste her pussy. As she layed back and he spread her. He even finally learned how to enjoyit, to enjoy what happened to him when he wore it in certainplaces. All that can be yours too!"The strangest shiver ran through me. I nodded. All what can bemine? I'd never fantasied myself a temptress or a whore, not evena French Maid. I preferred being myself, a natural woman. Whatwas it her husband "finally learned to enjoy"? Bondage games? Itsounded as if she'd trained him to ... to service men?. Or he'dgotten to like 'it.' Being a whore? .