He chuckled as he adjusted his stance, moving his feet further apart, and slightly bending his knees. Both hands now came to my waist. His fingers tig...tened as he began a long, slow stroke.As his cock slid in and out of my ass, I moaned. I began pushing my ass back to meet his strokes. His strokes increased in velocity. He was now fucking my ass furiously, pounding his cock deep with each thrust. I felt the ash of his cigar fall onto my back; it was warm, but did not burn. “Errgh! Fuck!” he. I am 35 and a bi single man. I inherited asmall nest egg about 10 years ago that through good investments I haveturned into a very large nest egg. Oh and I like to dress like a woman.Sometimes when I am "En Femme" I will go out with friends or check outthe action at the local drag/gay bar. Other times as was the case lastThursday night I get dressed and cruise the glory holes and videobooths at the adult bookstore.It had been awhile since I had gone out "en femme" so I took a little extra time. JP took care of the office and Fred was the salesman. I have heard it said that Fred could sell iceboxes to Eskimos and venom to a rattlesnake. The words slippery and sleazy were coined with Fred in Mind. When I need to do some creative thinking I have to clear my mind so that was my first objective.I told Lucille and JP to come on and we went outside and jumped into my Jeep. It is a 1952 CJ-3 with 4-wheel drive, a gun rack in the back, and a winch on the front. My grandma bought it not too. Okay, it was settled. Hunter of Bear and Tracker would go in search of wives and do some hunting on the way while I went back to the destroyed village to lay a trap for the orlan. The problem was what to do with Sunshine.She had an answer to that. “Husband, I am going with you. I cannot stay here alone without a man to protect me. It is just too dangerous. This is a well-known cave, so other people are liable to stop by. Also, a bear or a wolf could easily decide to take up residence here. I.