“Why, don’t you like my tits anymore?” She ran her fingers over her pale pink areolae, teasing her nipples invitingly.“Angela, you’re incorr...gible” I tried and failed to repress a smile.“Ok, your turn!” She insisted.“No, way!” I replied bluntly.“Well that’s hardly fair, after all I gave you a nice flash”. She argued, a hint of sulkiness in her voice. “Aww, please Annie, you know you want to”.“I’m serious”. I added firmly, yet unconvincingly.She pouted.“But what if someone comes?” I. I decided to wear just a body stocking with my blonde wig and a red Lycra top with a tiny red skirt... I pre tore my body stocking so my clit was dangling and my huge plug was clearly visible. I watched sissy porn until 7:45 then waited on the good bed until there was a knock at about 8:05... I opened the door and two decent looking 30 something East Indian guys introduced themselves and I let them in... they explained that they had another friend coming and he was now bringing a friend as. I had given Lou the news that morning when we had woken up. I had been busy the night before at the club and ended up going home with Lou that morning. We had fucked as usual and afterwards I told him that I was 2 days late for my period. He was ecstatic, but I couldn't figure out why. If I was pregnant it could be anyone of the nearly 100 guys I had fucked that month. Sure, I had slept with Lou at least two or three times a week during that period, but I had slept with quite a few other. We soon got to the house appointed for me, which was that of a plain tradesman, who, on the score of interest, was entirely at Mr. H...’s devotion, and who let him the first floor, very genteelly furnished, for two guineas a week, of which I was instated mistress, with a maid to attend me.He stayed with me that evening, and we had a supper from a neighbouring tavern, after which, and a gay glass or two, the maid put me to bed. Mr. H.... soon followed, and notwithstanding the fatigues of the.