We started to talk and her meal turned up. as we sat there talking and eating she told me her name was Sandra,but she was a girl with a little twist, ...his got my mind racing and after some more probing she said she was a shemale, wow all my luck has come at once, we started talking about our sexual likes and i told her that i had taken a cock up my arse and would love to try it again, the meal ended very quikly after this and very soon we were on our was back to my hotel.We entered the room i. “I think its a good idea,” I told him. “Thanks, Brandon,” Gerald said, before he left. My phone buzzed, alerting me to an email. I sat in my office at the Boeing plant in Renton and pulled my phone out. The email was from Doug, the P.I. I hired to investigate that asshole Mark Glassner who ruined my life, stole my wife, my house. Doug Allard was the same P.I. I used to investigate my whore of a first wife. He found the proof of her infidelity and saved my ass when it came to the divorce. I love it too. Any way both of my buddies had fucked her in the past but neither one knows I know about it. She started flirting with them by pulling her legs up as if to get a better angle on the nail painting , but what she was doing is making the legs of her shorts ride right up to her pussy lips, they where showing and you could see they where baby smooth and hairless. She wanted to fuck them both , but I was there and she knows that she has to do something with me so they can play. She. I came quickly, she swallowed it all, then seemed to come to her senses. “Oh shit, what have we done.” She looked embarrassedly at Don, pulled the shirt closed, and started buttoning it up.I bent forward and spoke quietly in her ear. “You are only allowed to do up the top two buttons. Now don’t be upset, that was absolutely the best thing that has happened to me in years. Take Don back and talk through this, and be honest with each other. I have been through something like this before, and.