”“Thought so,” Wendy said with a chuckle. “Come over and join us, we’ll show you round.”I picked up my handbag and coat and followed Wendy...over to her friends. I ordered another drink and started chatting to the group. I learnt that Wendy was a crossdresser and so were a few of the group and the rest were born women. We discussed our looks and was so pleased with the comments that I looked passable as I had sensibly picked an outfit that was suitable for my age.One of the group called Gemma. That makes me want to find another girl to satisfy my needs. I don’t want to cheat on her but I do have affairs with other girls for sexual needs.My wife is aware of my affairs but she didn’t get any proof to catch me red-handed. But we do fight about these topics every day. And one fine day I decided to move from Pune because my marriage life is in trouble. My wife started crying daily.Finally, I said goodbye to Pune and came to Chennai. I got a good hike and wife got a good job here. My wife. "Now you can buy me a drink," she said, "Champagne, not sparkling wine, the real deal." Just a glass," Mark winked at her, "Or shall I get a bottle?" A bottle should do the trick," Sharon knew just how horny she gets when champagne is on offer. As she brushed her hair back she noticed a few men in the corner checking her out. She smiled and nodded before doing what everyone does, and pretended to look at something important on her phone. Mark strolled back to the table with a bottle of Moet and. The tentacles were wrapping around her making her unable to move. They were ripping off her clothes and cupping her breasts. She continued to scream until one of the tentacles shoved it self down her throat. She was completely defenceless and one tentacle was twisting around her pussy making her cringe. The tentacle drew back and then forced its way into her pussy. May woke up with a jolt. She was pouring with sweat and panting like mad. She had been having the same dream for years but it had.