I actually struggled to get the words out so taken aback with how hot she looked.I apologise and fired up my computer and the lights, she insisted in ...taying on the line and watching my transformation. She picked an outfit she wanted me to wear, the boots and even the makeup. Propped up against the mirror I could see her gently gyrating as I applied the finishing touches to my look, “are you playing with yourself?” I lambasted “can you blame me? You look like my living wet dream, I knew I. I have never cummed so much in my life. I made her swallow everything/. Then she liked it.She asked me to fuck her again. I did so but this time in a doggy style. She liked this very much and told me that she had a better grip over my penis that way. Then after fucking her for two times, I thought of anal sex. Just imagine a virgin pussy so tight and think about her anus how tight it would be. I did not want to give up. Even she was ready for anything as she was so turned on as if she was drunk. To bad my cheating wife wasn't home when it burnt.I can just imagine the expression on my wife's face when she came home. Her cell phone wouldn't work, no one was at the airport to pick her up, and when she finally arrived home, all she found was what was left of the basement.She was left with exactly what she entered our marriage with, nothing.My daughter and I were given new identities (John and Julie Martin) and were settled on a ranch in Montana. The house was almost 3000 sq. ft. on 350. I am too scared to even ask where these have come from. Then she tells me to put my hands out and she goes about painting my nails a bright red. Next was the makeup which she spent about 10 minutes applying and then finally the new wig. All I could think of, was not being there. Then she stood back to admire her handiwork and asked Derrick if he approved. He stood up, walked over, looked me over and then said I looked like a real little sissy fag now.Then he removed some handcuffs and without.