You should not follow fashion, fashion shouldfollow you" But fashion considers me to be a nobody." That's because you follow it." Here try this on," s...e said passing me a bra that matched the panties Iwas wearing."How is that masculine then?" The question is always the same Alison. Are you a lion or a dog? Areyou, a man who is enough of a real man to wear panties and pantyhose,going to tell me you are not enough of a man to wear a bra?"I put my arms through the straps and tried to hook it up. Neither of them laughed. I coughed nervously. “I’m Kymburli,” I said and offered my hand to him. He took it and held it in his hand. He did not offer a name. I turned to the woman and offered my hand. “Krystenah,” she said. “I’m very pleased to meet you, Kymburli,” she said. “ We saw your party. You looked kind of sad when your friends left. Master wanted me to ask you if you would like to come home with us.” She looked at him, as if for approval. He said nothing, but there seemed to be some. “Come prepared for a workout,” Pam responded, adding a happy face after the word “workout.”I had no idea where the workout offer was leading, but my man-sense told me that if I played my cards just right, I might get lucky. Now all I had to do is come up with a story to excuse my Saturday afternoon absence from the "honey-do" list my wife had created. Fortunately, Marianne had planned an afternoon out with the ladies. I jokingly replied that she always had more fun than I did, whenever I would. "But I wasn't to leave her left out, I pulled her around so that she was straddling my face. Her pussy was inches from my face and I could see how red and swollen it was and just how wet she was. It smelled amazing and I couldn't wait to suck on her clit. Before I could have a chance to do it for myself, she started to hump my face while sucking my cock. Her pussy tasted amazing and I was fucking her with my tongue while she ground her clit onto my chin. She was sucking my cock like a vacuumed.