“Suzy, tell Ron about your closet.”I groaned, partially in response to Steve burying his cock in my ass and partly in response to the humiliation ...of what Kathy wanted me to tell Ron. “It, it’s all dresses and skirts,” I managed to gasp.“And your drawers?” Kathy led me on.“They’re all full of panties and bras and stockings,” I whimpered.“I’m not sure I understand,” Ron said. “Why is that such big news?”“Because, that’s the only clothes I have now,” I gasped as Steve fucked me ever closer to an. So Dawn and I are just shooting the breeze talking about nothing in particular, and enjoying the drinks, just generally relaxing.Dawn is an extremely attractive woman, mid 30’s, mid back dark hair, blue-gray eyes, a very impressive rack and nice butt. Me? Nothing to write home about. Got 20 years on her, little gut, lots of gray. She is way, way out of my league. Nothing new there.After 4 or 5 drinks I picked up a pair of fangs and put them in, Dawn looked and snickered then asked in her damsel. Even for a specialist hairy fetish lover like me, Mildred did have an exceptionally lovely hairy cunt. Her short curly crotch hair started about 2 inches below her belly button and then lengthened out all around her really fat labia finished all the up and around her fat arse. Heaven. No wonder she loved showing it off. The problem was finding locations.First was obviously dogging sites – where anything goes. Second, beach/swimming baths and other recreation places. Old-fashioned shoe shops -. I told them how much fun they were, and asked if they’d like me to become a regular. Of course they said yes. I did lay down a couple of ground rules though. I told them that whenever I was there, they should feel free to touch me however and wherever they wanted; that if any of them wanted a blowjob, all they had to do was ask; and that if they wanted to fuck me, they should just do it! Then as I was asking for a ride home, one of the guys walked up to me and pulled me to the edge of.