This would never do. How many more chances would there be to find a suitable and willing sperm donor for a forty-something lesbian? Not many, and prec...sely none with Mark's qualifications. So how could we improve the odds, which currently seemed to be about a million to one?Half laughing, half desperate I asked Mark:"What do you do when a mare behaves like Margaret?" Just the mention of horses brought some self-belief back to his abject face."Well, there's lubrication of course, maybe. She showed up to my place really late at night and said she just wanted to ‘surprise me’. Something seemed off, but I was too excited to see her to even care at the time. We talked for a little and she told me about how she had been so busy today because one of her best friends had just arrived home from the military, let’s call him Brad. Now this made me a little mad that she didn’t tell me she was hanging out with another guy, but I’m not really the jealous type and trusted her. After. Em said, “I’ll suck that in a little while.” His cock instantly pulsed and glistened with pre-cum. “Well,” he said, looking directly at Em who had now loosened the top of her sarong to reveal her pert, desirable breasts and their now hard, erect nipples, “why don’t you tell me first when you were last naughty?” Em smiled. It was her special coquettish smile, the one she reserved for occasions such as this, with Ambrose and occasionally for lovers in other circumstances as Ambrose also knew.. .I started cross-dressing when I was only 12. I haven’t knew it was called as a cross-dressing. I liked the smell of moms sarees and di’s dresses. But I was too small to wear it. First I felt fem when I got chance to cross-dress in the annual social function of our school as a girl because I was in the school having only boys. I really looked as a girl and everyone was appreciating my beauty. I was really much happy at that time. Many of my friends looked me in the naughty views and I was.