Slowly and with gentle strokes, his hands soaped my back going lower and lower until he was caressing my buttocks.Working his hands up my inner thigh,... he gently brushed against my pussy, making me whimper with the pleasure he was giving me.A finger pushed against my pussy lips and I opened my legs. It pushed into my soaking cunt and began to finger fuck me.“Dear, I want your cock in me” I moaned, “Please fuck me...”I reached behind me and grasped his rigid pole…But then I found out it was not. After a few days I received a call from her asking me to come to her house. Sensing some action i brought some flowers on the way and went straight to her home. As i entered her house without any warning she slapped me…. the flowered dropped down. She told me she wanted to slap me the very day but since there were people around she didn’t and that now there was no one she did it for embarrassing her and taking advantage of her. She also asked me to leave immediately.Sensing hope and with anger. That would all end if Carl came back. Not only that, but she'd be giving up the great sex she'd been having with her boys only to risk having Carl run off on her again. What did she need with a bastard like him? If she wanted sexual satisfaction, she already had it with her three horny young sons."Carl, I'm not interested in getting back together," said Donna, wriggling out of her husband's grasp. "I'm proceeding with the divorce. Now, please leave."He stared at her stupidly, his mouth hanging. The curlers and their tightness had the added effect of pulling myeyebrows up ever so slightly feminizing my face in the smallest of ways.But it made a big difference. All of a sudden there was the tell-taleflash of a camera and I knew I was stuck as Mary told me to say cheeseand strike a pose etc. I was not happy about this new turn of events atall and it was evident on my face and once again Mary told me that shenow had photos of me done up as her sissy bride and to smile otherwisethings.