“Good,” Doug leaves the bathroom. I stand, kiss the black guy, and turn back around in the shower. He shoves is cock back inside me and keeps goin.... I can’t help but moan.“You ok?” Doug reentered the bathroom.“Uh huh! Stomach ache,” I answer. The man grabs my head, kissing my neck, then squeezes my tits from behind.“Sorry sweetie. Anyway, I’m going to finish unpacking,” I heard Doug say as he left. “Enjoy your shower.”“I will,” I whisper just before another orgasm comes over me.He picks me up,. He could see that a lot of the symbols on the walls were also displayed on the ancient coffins. It was hard to believe that these works of art were simple coffins of a long-gone era.Jack wondered how long they had to listen to the droning voice of the unbelievably old tour-guide. He could almost taste the promised cheeseburgers and fries at the Museum cafeteria.He ran his fingers along the edge of one of the coffins and was surprised that it felt so smooth even though it was over 4,000 years. "The gang were a little dubious about you bursting out of the closet sosuddenly sweetie. So I explained to them that you were planning onselling and getting rid of all your boys clothing and possessions at thenext school yard sale. Then donating the proceeds to LGBT charities. Theyloved the idea and thought we could do something even bigger!" That's right," Carson interjected. He was well over six feet, muscledand looked like an Abercrombie and Fitch model. He wasn't remotely campand could have. A silk camisole. A redtie and a dark skirt. Long socks and penny loafers complete the look. Irealize I have no underwear. But that's not gonna stop me. I can get somelater.I grab the camisole and I lift my arms and gently lower it onto my chest.Its not a bra, but it's the next best thing. I look cute and my nippleslook nice under it. I then grab the blouse and put my arms through themand button it up. I turn to the side and see my breasts pushing the tightblouse and stretching it out. I grab.