Gone were the ill-fitting shoes, replaced bydainty boots with high heels; gone was the homespun skirt, replacedwith layers of taffeta petticoats benea...th a linen skirt; gone was thepeasant blouse, replaced with a high-necked white silk blouse with longflowing sleeves; gone was the untidy hairpiece, replaced with acarefully combed and styled wig. Nor were the clothes the only change.Revised facial makeup, coloured fingernails, a necklace and earringsall proclaimed that this was a member or pseudo. They had been arrested and taken to the Questura in Mestre, where they were unable to explain themselves, since none spoke anything but the Kobekistan dialect of Arabic. The police had eventually contacted the Consul, because the official interpreter had been unable to understand more than about one word in four of their dialect of Arabic, but had correctly identified it as Kobekistani. Of course they had no papers so the Consul knew nothing about them. Therefore the police had been told he was. I was wearing a tight cock ring, a collar and Knee Pads. My legs were spread eagle as I shoved a dildo in and out of my asshole.She was clearly disgusted as I pathetically groveled at her feet, feebly attempting to cover myself and hide the dildo."Mrs I didn't know you'd be home early! Uh, please, it's not as perverted as it looks"But we both knew it was. Again, overwhelmed with the shame of my wife seeing me for what I am, a FAGGOT, addicted to gay porn.When she realized she had ruined my. Her husband Claude just couldn’t get it up anymore. They were approaching 60 and her sex life was reduced to eyeballing the outline of my dick in my compression shorts. I couldn’t blame her. Even soft I had an impressive bulge.“ Afternoon Levi, “ Bianca the neighborhood slut said waving to me. I heard she let a couple guys in the area gangbang her. Her husband watched and ending up in a crazy home. I had to beware.“ Hey Levi, “ Teresa said waving with a giant smile. “ Hey Teresa, “ I waved back.