I've lost count of how many guys I know who've told me their wives were screwing around on the side. With some of the guys it was kinky sex and consen...ual and in other cases not. I've heard some stories from women as well, though not as many. Those have always been pretty awesome, but Maria...well, she takes the cake. Or perhaps, cock?The bar in Barbados was classic Caribbean, with soft lighting, mostly gentle music, lapping waves, warm breeze, and the smell of ganja (or whatever it is they. Karen stood up and came behind us to look down over us. As Angie started bobbing her head up and down, I heard rustling of clothing behind me. Karen was wearing a dress. And she was bunching it up to her waist. I could hear the sound of her wetness behind me as she reached into her panties to rub her clit. My sister was masturbating behind me. Karen said. “oh David, you have grown so much since the last time I peeked at the cock through the broken bathroom door.”. I had nothing to say, but now. The facial feminization surgery was much more difficult and took a lotlonger to recover from. Now my wide hips and bubble butt were so totallyvisible with my lacy pink thong running a single strand of materialrunning through my beautiful crack.I turned and sat down at my dressing table. I sadly looked down at myplain, pared down nails. My mistress insisted that I disguise myself andpretend to be a man for the duration of her sister's visit. I perseveredbecause I knew that my next salon visit. Channel was in her 40s, but had the body of an 18 year old. I had never met any one like her before and I had no idea how to handle her. Half the time she would come in and act just like any other customer, but then there were times when she would just blurt things out like “so how big is your cock,” or “have you ever fucked two girls at once before?” My favorite was when she asked if she could listen in to my girlfriend and I having sex. Mind you this was before cell phones, but she wanted.