All she needed was an ally and the avalanche of solidarity would soon follow. So it came. Now we were downstairs in the man cave, fresh Margs before u.... I was enjoying my alcohol buzz and I really didn’t care if we played cards or not but since the women had united and breached the sanctuary of the man cave, we had to play at least few hands of some card game. Of course, poker it was. Our host kept refilling the pitcher of Margs that kept circling the table. The mood was boisterous and loud,. She tells me that she is excited about this whole endeavor and can't wait to see how I turn out. (Me, I can't believe this part.) She starts with a foundation and goes on to use more products than I can even remember their names. She tells me to not look in the mirror yet and goes to the other room. It took all of my will-power to not peek, but I didn't. She returns with a dark wig that she explains she wears when she wants to go out to a bar and not give a damn about how people treat her.. She was blond with straight hair down to the middle of her back. She had to be 5’-6" to 5’-8" tall. Her breasts were a good size, tear drop in shape with pronounced nipples. She had a slender waist and nice hips, what I would call curvy. Her navel was pierced with a hoop. The triangle from her navel down to her mons was flat and muscled. She probably did a lot of situps and crunches. Her pussy was clean of any hair or stubble, most likely waxed.Bending over the window sill she picked something. Being naked with Gina felt like I was in heaven. She lay down on her back and held her legs up to. Grabbing her ankles and pulling them back. Giving me a lot of room to play with. Her ass right in front of me and her asshole winked at me. This was something that needed foreplay. “Nothing apart from my toys have been there, Eric,” Gina said as she rubbed her asshole. “So be gentle with me.” “I will Gina,” I said and lay down next to her ass. With my face only a few inches from her butthole. I.