It was in very embresed situation for me no words came out from my mouth my wife was full naked alone in next room theses basterds are planning how to...fuck her in front of me. One guy made large pegs for every body including me and force me to take it. They all came to me and hit their glasses to mine “cheers tumahari bibi ke nam aj ke sham” and the guys throw bra and panti of my wife on me. They were talking to each other “ mast mal hi Sali ko jam kar choden ge ek bola mai to piche se chodon. Yeah I used to be a man, but live as a woman now,” she answered.“That’s what’s up. You like Black dick?”“Yes,” she blushed.“That’s wassup! You like young niggas?”“How old are you?”“Twenty-four.”“Oh wow! I’m a lot older than you.”“Age ain’t nothin’ but a number.”“That is true,” she laughed. “So you’ve been with other trans women before?”“Yeah! I fucked a few,” Fat Tony informed the hostess. “Been a minute since I got some though.”“That’s a shame,” Dianne lamented on his behalf.“That finna. Just as I was growing frustrated with this barely older than jailbait prick tease, she stood on her tip toes, and said into my ear, “meet me up top in fifteen minutes!”Wondering if she was playing me, I left the dance floor, grabbed a bottle of water and chugged it, then chased it with a can of Red Bull before slipping out of the chamber. Glancing over my shoulder I noticed the little minx was still out on the dance floor, going from guy to guy, giving each an exuberant hug. I put on my body. "Do it!"So I turned and posed a little for her."Sweet Jesus, Michael! You're beautiful..."I blushed. I mean, nobody's complained before, but this was silly."You've just lost your perspective, Gayle." Pick up those weights," she said. "Please?"I had a couple 30 pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.I did a few curls for her, some standing presses, I turned my back to her and did some lateral flys."Had enough yet?" I turned back around to.