I turned and with my left hand holding his cock led him tothe bed. I climbed onto the end of the bed and assumed the doggyposition, he was standing on...the floor right behind me. I looked overmy shoulder, licked my lips and said, "Fuck me Neil!"He was a man possessed. He either needed to validate his manhood or wason a mission from God to punish this sinner, but whatever his motive,it was the best anal sex I had ever had.Neil seemed more himself afterwards he gave me the package for Pierre.Now I. A wave breaks as we wade in. It instantly invigorates us. We splash around and dunk into the salty water. We feel great. I tempt you to join me and venture out further to be up to our shoulders and in the waves before they finally crash as foam on the beach. You put your hand out for mine to give you support and protection. I hold you close to me and we jump up and down together every few seconds to keep our heads above the waves surrounding us. I love the sensation of your slippery body close. I loved it.I suppose that was the start of everything.As time went on I dressed many times without hitches, which know one asfar as I knew was any of the wiser.It was two years later now, I had left home, got a small flat in Londonand worked in an office, I still had my clothes and when time permittedI would dress and stay dressed all evening, putting all the skills I hadlearnt from my sisters into practise, I had kept my hair long andacquired quite a lot of female clothes, dresses, skirts,. Hubby clapped his hands again. "Okay number two, get in there and squirt some more jizz into my whore wife, before anything starts leaking. We want her snatch filled to the brim the whole time she is being banged."The second guy, tall,and thin, looking like he was in his early twenties, stepped up eagerly and slammed his thick love pole into the waiting fuck hole and commenced pistoning into the slut as she fucked him back, urging him to reach climax and release another load into her hungry.