Emily still loved me and welcomed me back wearing some new Victoria'ssecret lingerie she had bought during the week. I complimented her on itand made ...sure we tested the limits of the bed.Three weeks later, we met again for our monthly meeting. Emily tradedwith Marisol's husband for a fortnight. Now it was my turn to show aformer male what fun it was being in the body of my wife. I took him homewith me and aroused his now female body in the kitchen, bathroom, then onour bed.The agreed upon limit. ” Her meaning was clear.Sylvia’s cunt tingled with desire, but she had a final to take. “I-I can’t, Mr. Moore. I’ve got to take a final this morning.”The man steered her into the office, saying, “Now don’t you worry about that, bitch. I took care of it for you.”Sylvia looked at the man, wide-eyed and trembling. Her cunt took command of her brain. She floated into the man’s office.Mr. Moore shut the office door and he went around his desk. He stood up with a package, which he handed to Sylvia.. “Okay…. should I follow the instructions?” she asks. I release my penis, letting it point in her face. “Go ahead…. you press the ring onto the head….” “..and roll it carefully down over it,” she interrupts. “I think I’ve got it – just let me know if I’m doing it wrong. My s****r grasps my cock, holding it firmly, then places the ring of the condom over the tip of my glans. I always enjoy Sandy’s touch – today, it’s more arousing as she begins drawing the ring down along my penis shaft. “Is this. Her little o-ring would clasp each finger in a death grip. I was beginning to wonder if this inexperienced, forbidden hole could even accept the purple helmet of my cock let alone an inch or two of my shaft??? I then filled the turkey baster up with oil and gently slid about three inches of it in her ass and then squeezed the bulb releasing a goodly amount of oil into her tight asshole. I then opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out my late wife's egg shaped vibrator, oiled it up and turned.