Behind me Icould feel my ass plump into a tight heart shape.The crowd, meanwhile, went wild. As I heard the jeers I could feel thecollective stares of...a thousand men, and knew instinctively that everyone of them was getting hard. "Can't stop there," said Tracy as she held up an enormous pair ofscissors and proceeded to cut the corset off me from belly to neckline."Don't!" I squealed in a high, girlish voice, but she had already rippedthe last of my gown away, and the gloves fell away with it.. But, it's part of being a woman,which is what you wanted, right?" I nodded, making sure I still wasbrushing when she finished so I couldn't accidentally engage theconversation further and make her talk more about it. When she was done,I rinsed my mouth and then turned to her. "Okay, let's brush my hairout." She handed me the brush from a shelf, "Your turn to learn. Trust me;you've got it easy these days."I took the brush out in the main room where my little living room/bedroomwas, and. This one is ladies-only, so wants him all to herself for the next twenty-four hours?" A few bids came in, then Paul pulled off his t-shirt, and the bidding sped up, and no wonder, he was ripped! Paul rotated his hips sexily, and slowly unbuckled his belt. He turned his back on the crowd as he let his jeans drop to his feet. He deftly stepped out of them, then winked at me, peeking around the curtain, before turning back around, now only wearing black boxers. The bids kept coming in, and once. Susan was actingLike a totally different person. I didn’t say anythingBecause I was afraid that she would stop acting like a slut.Susan sat in my lap and began to cowgirl ride my normal sized White cock. The entire time we had sex she looked at the clip On the laptop. I think that she was dreaming that she was the lady on the clipBeing roughly fucked by a horse dick black guy. The next day at work I told King about the experience I had with my wife, the rest of the week that is allWe talked.