‘They’re queueing up to do me up the arse.’11.50. Ping. Picture message. I can see my wife on the bar table. She is riding one cock while anothe...r guy clearly is balls deep up my wife’s arse. She looks like she has the bouncers cock in her mouth. There are hands all over her tits.11.54. Ping. Picture message. My wife is still taking cock up her cunt and her arse. Her eyes are rolled back in her head and long strands of spunk cross her forehead. There are more strands swinging from her. Brooks' clothes were still changing when Peters called out in alarm.His clothes were undergoing similar changes, except instead of a vest,his jacket had transformed into a jade green sash. It also becameapparent that he was now wearing a khaki skirt and knee socks thatmatched the color of his sash."Oh my god! It's R&D all over again!" he cried out as his tie toobroke up into a series of patches that moved to his sash. "I don'twant to be a dancer!"The remaining men stared in horror as Kevin. Again Vikki’s body went into spasm and shook and shuddered to another thunderous orgasm and with no escape my face felt the full force of her spurting juices, she may not have solved my erection problems but she sure was going to take advantage of them.As she briefly relaxed her legs I heard her cries of, “Fuck me daddy, Fuck me NOW!!!” and with it being the first time she had used the ‘D’ word I was all for that one.I pushed myself up onto my knees and taking my cock in my hand as I looked. I put on a pairof white light cotton pants which fit tightly, knowing the pantieswould show through. I couldn't help myself. I was intoxicated by theidea of going to this party. I wore a long blue satin shirt that whenuntucked covered my ass. I never would have worn this type of clothingat home. It was iffeminent. I did not know anyone in the building I wasstaying in but hoped no one would see me. This was not my image. Isnuck out with a light jacket and my new shoulder length hair in it's.