We both got off on my being a sissy slut while Susan watched. We have had so many nights of lust and passion in our marriage since that night. After m...uch discussion and more fantasy sharing, we agreed to continue with our experimentation. I admitted to my wife that I really enjoyed being in female attire and sucking cock. I told her that I really loved feeling a cock spurt it's load into my mouth and all over my face. She said she had been fantasizing about going further. When I asked her what. The shock nearly made her topple forward.She managed to free one hand then the other, in an attempt to swat away the hands behind her. The hands lifting her dress. the hands stroking her thighs, the hands caressing her knickers. Whilst all the time she had her mouth wrapped round the old man’s tongue. As she tried to free herself from the amorous kiss, it was letting the hands behind her have a free reign. Involuntarily she felt her legs open ever so slightly. Soon she was less resistant to the. An hour or so later I emerged wrapped in an oversize soft white towelling robe. I was resigned to spending a quiet night in front of the TV with only my bottle of Chablis for company and wasn’t really expecting the two police officers I’d encountered earlier in the day to take me up on my crude invitation But, just as the six o’clock news finished, the entryphone buzzed. “Hello,” I said. A vaguely recognisable male voice said sternly, “It’s the police miss, open up please.” I realised who it. I was already playing with a corn on the cob using Vaseline as lubricant, so I wanted this to happen and his suggesting it made me very excited and that’s how I became his secret girlfriend. One day, we were exploring the hill, an empty lot behind the bowling alley where we could have some privacy, and we saw a man sleeping under the big Marbury tree at the top of the hill. We quietly approached him and laid down beside him, and Alan, my cousin said, “Let's see his dick.” I was horrified at the.