Mane himmat badha ke uska name pucha us ne heta bataya. Kya maal tha aur uske boobs kya masale daar ek baar chusna chalu karo to chod ne ka bhi maan n...a kare. Ghar pe jake mane uske naam ka muth mara abhi mare maan me uska hi khyal aa rahatha. 2 din ke baad fir se wo mili pan hum log sath me beth na paye par mane maan me soch ke rakha tha ke usko chdne he. Auto me se utar ne ke baad mane halki si smile di usne bhi di. Mane uske sath baat ke kaha pe job karti ho etc.Bad me mane uska contact. She asked if I was wearing boxers as she couldn't find an underwear line. I confessed that I wasn't wearing any underwear at all. Kirsten's eyes got huge and my cock started to grow. She didn't believe me so I told her to check for herself.Kirsten saw that the bar was pretty full and decided to go for it right then and there. She pulled the waist of my jeans and stuck her hand down my pants. Kirsten took her to stroke my cock before removing her hand from my jeans. As the night wore on we. I looked over and saw Leslie and Janice peering out from the kitchen, with looks of envy. With each shot of my cum, Mrs. Levy moaned, so when she stopped, I knew I had emptied all that I had for her. She kept me in her mouth when her hands started pulling at the boots. I lifted one leg, and she pulled the boot from that foot, and again with the other. She then pulled the tights to the floor, and I stepped out of them.“Not a word of this to anyone. I figured that as soon as I left, you'd be out. I desperately searched for Anne but to no avail. I then thought to check me phone to see if she had texted me.Sure enough, I had an unopened text from my wife. "Hey Barbie, just wanted to let you know I was heading home with a couple of guys I work with. You looked like you were having fun with Jim, didn't want to interrupt. P.S. he knows your a sissy fag! Have fun!!."My jaw dropped. She had left me. How was I going to get home?"There you are," Jim interjected.I spun around and began to explain.