She had been thinking about him all shift. Thinking about what she would say. The longer the shift was, the less she thought of ending things, and the...more she thought of just cooling things down, allowing for occasional trysts. She thought of Danny, and was able to maintain focus. Until now. The guy she was supposedly going to dump, was raining kisses on her ass, and his hands were undoing her button. Charmaine made no move to stop him. She felt her zipper slide down, and the tingling in her. .???What is it, honey?? George asked in a sleepy tone as he saw her.?What are you wearing?? ?Me?? Donna asked. ?What are you wearing?? As George brushed some dark hair from his face he realizedsomeone at the party must have glued a long hair wig on hishead--and glued it but good. He noticed both his fingers and toeshad purple polish and he had on what were obvious breast forms, apurple one piece ladies bathing suit and white top that hugged hisC or D cup chest. Well done face make up finished. “I want to watch you fuck me,” she said. “Do me from behind.” Don pulled his cock from the hot wetness between her legs and twisted around so he was on his knees. Andee quickly got up on her hands and knees facing the large mirror hanging on the wall at the bottom of the bed. She reached back with one hand and grabbed his cock, then slipped it into her cunt again. Don placed his strong hands on her hips and drove his erection the full length into her. Andee moaned at the sensation of him going. You don't deserve to be fucked by me, you can go to your husband, get him to fuck you, my cock's too good for you." She slapped her ass, once, twice, then pulled back and held her strapon in her hand."Please," my wife said, "please, fuck me, fuck my ass, I'll be your bitch." She put her hands on her ass and pulled her buttocks apart. "See?" she pleaded, "my ass is ready just for you, I never let him fuck me in my ass."I buried my cock in her asshole, one quick movement all the way from the tip.