I was spending an evening in a city a few hours away. I travel there often and have made connections with a few lovers. First of all let me tell that ...I am a middle aged business man that turns into a cross-dressing slut when i am in the city. Since I was only in town one evening I wanted to make the most of my short visit. I made a date with a regular and utilized Craigslist to search for a BBC. I made contact with a sexy black married man with a ten inch cock. On the way to the city I stopped. .stronger...and then...it stopped. Mary opened her eyes. Chad was unbuckling his pants now, revealing his hard cock. As he reached forward to pull Mary's pants down, a single image flashed through her mind. The image was of a man with a woman on his lap. The man was deep within her and both of them were at the height of orgasm. Something looked strangely familiar about the man. Something...strange... Then it hit her! That man was her when she was Mark! And that woman was the prostitute. You take off your jacket, revealing your body under your tight fitting exercise shirt and I can't help myself to look at your protruding breasts. You then take a sip from your water bottle, spilling some on your shirt, I then find myself in a lust filled urge.You see me looking at you lustfully and you give me a coy smile telling me that you feel the same way in this summer warmth and you lift up your shirt, showing me your awesome tits and I have to drop my pants as they are so very tight. She returned to the bottle, grasped it by the neck and managed to pour some detergent into the washer. Along with another streamer of drool. Well, so what.She returned the bottle to its spot and replaced the cap. Now, how to get the laundry into the machine? She knelt and leaned the same way as she had before. She grasped as many clothes as she could with one hand, then realized it would take forever if she had to pick up a few items at a time, stagger to her feet and drop them into the.