" She looked skittish. " I just don't know where I stand with you. I mean you still date, your ex-boyfriend came down and tried to rekindle things w...ith you. I mean your mom let him stay at your house...shit, for all I know the two of you fummmph..." She had straddled my lap and pressed her lips to mine and forced her tongue nearly down my throat. She pulled back long enough, "No! He was supposed to be a writer no you are the only one who ever wrote me a story." Tears were welling up and. I stood on the sofa making sure not to disturb Max andlined my cock with her waiting mouth. I drove into her sweet mouth as she engulfed my cock andstarted sucking. I could tell she was close to coming from Max's insistent licking and I wasn't far behind as I shot a load down her throat while she was in the throes of her orgasm. She thengot on the floor on her hands and knees. Max walked up behind her and climbed up on her putting his paws around her waist. My hard-on was back as I realized. Jaq was taken to her chosen room to get ready, I made my way to the bar to get myself a stiff drink. After a little while, Karen the host came and found me, she informed me that Jaq wanted me to take part as well. I walked into the room, Jaq was naked apart from her stockings on a large bed. The bed had been covered with a black pvc sheet, the lighting had been dimmed and a spotlight shone onto the bed. Jaq was surrounded by an array of dildoes of all sizes and colours, I quickly undressed and. .ohwow, they are perfect over my already rather femme ass that never reallyfit in men's jeans. And they close so sexily at the front. Holy.....atthat moment, seriously from that moment, I've never wanted to wear men'spants again.I stared at myself turning back and forth in the mirror, marveling at theleg and butt-enhancing properties of the jeans but more so at how theymade me feel. These are trisha's jeans; they are made for her, for me.They make it real in a different way than the slutty.