Dianne had gotten in such shape the last few months for her lover, her body as tight as it was when I married her. I should do something, but... She h...d already promised what she would do, the lies she would claim, if I tried to leave her.She was Catholic. They didn't divorce. They just cuckolded their weak husbands and then pretended to be guilty when they went to confession.The front door opened and my wife stalked back inside. Her dyed-blonde hair (something else she recently did) swaying. Cameron doesn’t give me time to rest before he flips me over, running his hands over my stomach and moving down in between my thighs. He runs his fingers over my glistening pussy, before running his fingers down over my asshole. “May I fuck you here?” he grins, knowing full well what my answer will be. “Please..” I whisper. “Please, what?” he says, continuing to grin. “Please fuck my ass” I moan, thrusting my hips up off the bed. Cameron slides two fingers inside my pussy, then presses one. He had seen her acting the haughty princess with the hired help. It was at this point he realised that her true self was not the same as the image she projected to the world.He chuckled when she called out, “Please, Master Mage, may I come in?”Ricky reefed the door open. “What do you want, Faerie girl?” he barked crankily at her as if he was angry that she had the audacity to annoy him.Micky gave him her most winning and disarming smile, not the least bit daunted by his greeting. “My parents. You could only see one neighbor’s house through the trees. The house was a large two-story affair built in the 90’s. They parked and walked up to the front door, porch light on, since it was getting dark. Knocking they investigated the window to see who might be coming. They saw this person who was about 5’8” approach the front door, they could not see if they were male or female and then the door opened.Well, we are happy you found our house, come on in said Pat, who was crossdressed to the.