..well it is more like a personal night club including dance floor large sofas and incredible sound system. The room overlooks the entire backyard and... pool. Sharon went behind the bar and mixed her and Bonnie another drink...lost track of how many drinks at this point. Sharon turns on some dance music and begins to dance by herself on the dance floor. She is obviously feeling good. Sharon is dancing and looking out at the pool. She calls out to Bonnie that she absolutely must come and see what. Just as I was getting into it my phone beeped. - can you meet tonight? - It was Mr. Stranger.My initial reaction was to tell him no. But a good fucking sounded so much better than masturbating. Plus if I was going to end things with him for good I’d have to be woman enough to do so in person, at least that’s how I reasoned things in my head.-yea. I'll be there in 20-super I looked down at the pjs I had on. "Well this won't do." I thought. My purchases from earlier in the week were still in the. We got us another tranny someone said as they could see my little dicklett. Then I felt a cock push into my ass. I could feel a mouth on each nipple shortly after that.I was in absolute bliss as I was the center of all their attention.I don't know how many guys fucked me that night. I know I felt great. Then there was a huge pain coming from my ass. Whatever it is it's massive as it forced in my ass.I let out a scream and a bunch of them ran away but not whatever was in my ass. I heard a deep. As a teen I had sniffed my Mom’s panties. More as a curiosity then a fetish, but I remembered how nice they smelled, her musky womanly sent trapped in the cotton fibers. How my young penis swelled in my pants as I pressed them to my face and inhaled deeply. I remembered gingerly touching my tongue to the fabric, eager to taste what a pussy must taste like. As I typed a reply to the ad , I felt a stirring in my pants. Mabey today wasn’t going to be another mundane day after all!It was so hard to.