Pushing a shoppingcart down the aisles, stopping to look at the cosmetics andnylons, was like a dream come true for me. The old pressures ofmy masculi...e life melted away as I busied myself with the littlethings that were an ordinary part of a woman's routine, and as Itook some money out of my purse to pay for my purchases, I lookedup to see a handsome young man smiling at me as he paid for histhings at the next register. He held the door open for me as Iwent outside, a shopping bag in each arm,. “Fuck,” he growled, “your ass is even tighter than I expected, bitch. You’ll milk my balls and have me bursting far too soon. FUCK.” He groaned and grunted, spearing into her. His balls slapped against her jiggling ass cheeks as he kept up the pace of his rape, not willing to slow down even if it meant a premature eruption. Sure enough, he was soon growling, and that growl turned into an almost bestial roar. He slammed his cock into her anal depths and held himself there, exploding with a. I remember when it felt like we were doing this because both of these girls loved me and I was caught in the middle. Now it was Mel's game.I came back from work one day to find the apartment swinging--and I mean swinging. I don't know where Mel found them all, but there were girls everywhere.The living room was a lesbian orgy, or so it seemed. There were liquor bottles everywhere. It smelled like weed. Three girls were naked on the couch, ass to ass, their hair red, blonde, and brunette. Two. You are clearly in distress right now. I am simply here for you. That's all. Come here, let's sit down." He took her hand and they went to the large easy chair. He sat and pulled her gently but firmly down onto his lap. She was so embarrassed. She was flushed with her shame, especially since she knew her pussy was leaking out and onto her dress. It must be soaking into his lap as well. But this was Enzo. It was all okay. "Nothing is bad. Nothing is dirty. It is good, my dear friend. It is all.