"Because blondes have more fun thanspoilsport brunettes!"I didn't know how to take a compliment at the time and I blushed whenLeah complimented me. L...ah told me much later that it was my blushingwhich led hear to think that I might enjoy becoming one of the girls.I am not sure what I was thinking at the time but I think it was moreembarrassment at the fact that Leah thought this was a compliment, whichI could tell in her way it was, but which most men I knew would havetaken as an insult. In. In... Then out... In, then out. In then out. In. In. In. In... Aggressively punishing me, delivering with all your strength each penetration deeper than the last until I can’t take anymore and I beg you to stop but you ignore my pleas, knowing I want you deeper and deeper inside me and continue to plunge into my captive body. Though I tried not to complain because I want you badly, I take all you have. Throughout, I move against the luscious roughness of your stroke. "You dirty fuckers. I should have know you would get to him before me you slut."And with that, Sally dropped to her knees and took my hard cock in her mouth.—-There we were, out in open, with Sally on her knees and Samantha holding my cock ready for it to feel the warmth of Sally's mouth around it.And how good it felt. She took it fully down her throat in a way that suggested she was well schooled in the art of cock sucking. Samantha was equally impressed with the technique: "wow, you really. He wouldn't want a plastic doll. Are you shaved down below?" "No, but I have no objection to that." "It would add to his enjoyment. He also likes confident women. Do you have a nice trench coat." "Sorry, no." "Charge one to your card, dear. That's what it's for, and no sister should be without one. Many of us don't like those damn portable tents for this kind of thing, I'll send you a link to a store and they'll be expecting you. They'll also have a mask for you." "A mask?" "A costume ball.