And since I really enjoy looking female, I should buy nice things for myself. From then on, all my lingerie must be designer (and sexy) and my clothes... must be trendy, not slutty (like a real girl not a drag queen). I gave up of purging and now, I have a nice wardrobe for myself when I'm alone.I also collected a nice collection of toys along the way and a nice automatic machine. I use the toys when I'm watching x movies and pretend I'm the female actress as I reenact the scene.I had self. When they weren’t getting blow jobs, they were making their way into her panties to rub and finger her shaved pussy. By now my wife was dripping wet, and all the guys were rock hard.She got off her knees and said she was tired of the teasing and wanted some really hard action. She told me to “take a seat and watch!” I couldn’t believe this was my wife, but i was going with the flow. She slipped her panties down her legs and past her high heels. The guys grabbed her and moved her to the bed.. He amazed me as he scooped me up easily in his arms and carried me upstairs. We shared a hot, steamy, soapy shower that was almost as pleasurable as our fucking had been. For all his willingness to be demanding and rough, Jim was at heart a beautiful and gently loving man. After the heat and tenderness of our shower together, I was so unbelievably aroused that I couldn’t simply fall asleep with Jim. He smiled and lay back on the bed as I kept using him as my new found plaything. Playfully. Domestic bliss, it was.I finished my task of putting away folded clothes, went into the kitchen, grabbed my wife in a bear hug from behind. Sometimes she squeals and protests. This time she sagged back into my arms.“I love the way you possess me, Jay.”“You’re just about the neatest possession imaginable, you know...”She twisted around for kisses. Two. Then, “Let me stir this thing and turn the heat down and put a pot of rice on.”“Yes, ma’am.”I tried helping, that meant that we bumped into one.