She looked in and it had bucked seats, Big D slid into the passenger seat and said "Here hop on and we'll go get those cables and get you jumped." as ...he patted his lap. She took a step back and started to tell them no but she saw the empty parking lot once again and felt the stinging cold. She finally said "OK" and slowly set down trying to set on his leg. He slammed the door and as Craig started the car moving Big D said "You won't be very comfortable on my leg like that here set back." and. Here I was on my knees in front of a black man I had met less than an hour ago, dressed like a cheap slut. I had not planned or even thought about doing anything tonight, My wife would start to worry if I was very late. She knows I have done things and I have permission to do things with men in the future as well but I am supposed to let her know in advance if possible and if not I have to tell her as soon as I can. Looks like this will be one that I tell her about when I get home. I pulled his. Fuck you dad, I'm fucking mom!I slid both hands around her waist and down into the crevice of her firm ass. It was amazing to feel the cheeks of her firm ass and to finally touch the little tight rosebud anus I had so often fantasized over. My fingers grazed the rim of her butt hole and she shuddered into my ear, "Go ahead sonny, put a big finger up my ass."I pulled some of her juices from the pussy lips sqeezing my cock and applied it to her little brownie. Slowly I inserted my fat middle. Watching it seep like that as you kneel there in your stockings, corset and panties, makes you feel so weak, impotent, helpless, emasculated and pathetic.You feel feminine and girly but the thing in that cage is there to tell you you are not a girl, and can never be one.At the same time, the fact that it is locked away and you are submissively on your knees, dressed in women’s clothes confirms tht you cannot be a real man either.I once wore a CB 6000, but have for over a year, worn a custom.