Started to imaginedwhat real girlie chats must be like and in no time at all she was done.Finally she produced a medium length black wig which had ban...gs thatcascaded on to my shoulders; it was a very good match. "You look amazing"she said, and I agreed she had done a better job than I could. "Yes, butyou have an eye for style and what suits you" she replied. I thanked herand with that we were on our way up the corridor to Dr Shaw's office.I was momentarily taken aback as I walked in because, as. We fooled around always in his car and parks and cinemas. It is safe to say that I am not a virgin anymore but I have had sex once which I really enjoyed which was on my birthday before my boyfriend left for Mumbai.After a few months, we started forgetting our faces and everyday fights were normal for us.I started making new friends, mostly guys, who use to come to my gym and befriended me.My boyfriend being perfect never stopped me from partying with them as long as I was safe and not alone in. On our way back, I told my beloved husband I was horny as hell and I needed to stop anyplace to get a nice huge dick.Victor smiled, saying he knew a rest stop for truckers. There I could get satisfied with every kind of service… The evening was windy and I was wearing a short skirt that could ride up in the wind.Victor parked at this gas station and encouraged me to get out of the car.As I walked to the ladies’ room, swaying my hips in the darkness, I heard a harsh voice saying:"Hey slut, come. I shouldn’t be doing this, but the taboo thrill of it rippled through me. It wasn’t like I was touching my daughter. What went on here was already illegal. I never should have gotten involved—it would be the end of my career if this got out—but I couldn’t help it. I loved coming here, paying for lesbian sex under the guise of a massage.My daughter would learn that delight, too.“Oh, her hands are coming closer and closer to my little mermaid’s cute ass,” I moaned. I hadn’t called my daughter mi.