"It's not funny," she snapped."No of course not," I said trying to look serious."He didn't even notice my bruises the other night," she pouted. "God y...ur wife comes home with bruises on her inner thighs, surely you want to know how she got them?" You would think so," I sympathised."God you were a bastard though," she giggled, "those guys really hurt me, but I must have come a dozen times." Glad you enjoyed it," I said."Next time less rough, ok," she smiled, "God even thinking about what they. By now I could feel my face burning from my embarrassment. "That's all for today." He said to everyone. People got up to leave. Most came over to say hello and get a closer look at my breasts. At the same time my husband had slipped his hand under my dress and squeezed my buttocks. It was obvious to everyone what was happening. He tried to slip a finger into my arsehole forcing me to lean forward causing my breasts to fall out of the dress. I noticed some of the men were getting hard in their. Butch lesbians. Female-to-male transsexuals.Effeminate males. Men in makeup and lingerie. Cross dressers. Dragqueens. Feminized men. Male-to-female transsexuals. Hermaphrodites.Gays, lesbians, and bisexuals.These individuals all have something in common. They're gender benders,defying traditional and conventional notions as to what constitutesmasculinity and femininity. They suggest that the true nature of genderis not only ambiguous but contrived, or socially constructed, ratherthan. He grabbed her by her hair with one hand. “Suck your juices off my fingers,” he commanded. She took his fingers into her mouth and began to lick and suck. She had always loved the taste of her own pussy, so this definitely enjoyable. She moaned as he pulled her hair harder. She pulled his fingers out of her mouth and reached past the band of his briefs to his huge cock. With her hair still in his hand, she watched as he pulled his dick out. Once in front of her eyes, she found herself shocked.