Green took little time leaving his contribution in Aileen’s pussy with his long, thin penis, possibly because he preferred men to women anyway. I b...gan to wonder what sexual preferences were represented in the membership of the Wildwood Society.Lord Whimsy brushed a lock of matted hair from Aileen’s brow and kissed her cheek. “Bravo, my dear. Well done. We are indeed fortunate to have a luscious bit of crumpet such as you wanting to join us and have it off some more. If your partner can. “Must be.” Answered Cici.Cici had recovered from her facial surgery in Baltimore the month before, and was in full make up. Her hair now extended down to the middle of her back and was bleached a dark blond.The two pseudo-women were not really hustlers in the broadest sense of the term, though for the going rate of $250 an evening they had been known to turn a trick or two. Both had day jobs, and had just wanted to hang out this evening. The presence of the local fuzz was putting a damper. Then, in an act of bold genius, I moved into her seat with her. I respected her and wasn’t going to break any rules, but I was going to go as far as I could. I reclined her seat and her breath quickened as I moved between her legs. My cock screamed against my pants as I slowly eased my body against hers. Her perky breasts smashed against my chest and our faces came extremely close. I grinned and gazed longingly into her eyes. I slid my nose against hers and our hearts beat together. I put a. This particular 'girl' wanted to do both and I sent a quick reply back that I didn't get intimate with other girls (which I don't, ever, even if they don't have hairy arms and legs and beard stubble) and if they were looking for friendship I'd let them know when I was going to be out socializing in a gay bar and they could join me for a drink.Pretty sure I wouldn't get a response back because the sex had been their primary motive.There was an email from a guy that said:'Hi, I saw your picture,.