That seemed to keep me secure without dressing up.Manual relief always accompanied my magazine sessions.I met a girl when I was 30 and we fell in love... The courtship lasted overtwo years. We moved in together the second year and I was completelysurrounded by her feminine finery every day. I would try on her pantiesor a bra or even a dress or skirt when she was shopping or at church orout with the girls but that was about it. Her clothes fit me perfect so Ididn't have to buy anything for myself.. Off came my dress and bra, revealing my small boobs and toned body.I took off his shirt to reveal the rest of his muscular body to me.Out came a condom and onto his hard cock it went, I was thrown onto my back , my legs lifted onto his shoulders and with so much pleasure his cock entered my pussy, where he thrusted hard and deep.He then turned me around to kneel on the edge of the bed, where to my suprise he started to muff me again. Spending time eating my pussy, all I wanted is for him to. He also added while lewedly smiling, that he didn't want to see a single drop of cum hitting the shower room floor! Looking around, I saw that many cocks were already in full erection as Pauline and I where the last inmates to enter the steamy room! Having chosen Smiddy a well built Irishman that had been nicely buggering Pauline for months now, I sort of pranced in a exagerated feminine manner over to his far corner shower. I was quickly and closely followed by a good half dozen erect inmates. He was sitting up in bed reading and I immediately felt uncomfortable but Mom wasn’t fussed at all.“Hi dear. I’m going to show Michael how to braid my hair so he can do it for me tomorrow night,” Mom explained as she pulled me toward their ensuite bathroom.Without looking up, Dad asked, “Did you have fun with the girls?”“Yes,” Mom said without slowing her pace, knowing that was all the exchange that was needed, expected, or wanted.I followed Mom inside and stood behind her as she stepped up to.