On Friday night I got home from work was real hot. Walked in and my wife was standing in the family room dressed in a brack shirt very short and white... blouse and nylons and FMH eels and her red collar. She had her blonde wig on. I said and what does my slut want. She came out and said she wanted to go to an adult theater or truck stop. I said ok but we need to eat so I said ok and walked to her and lifted her skirt and she was naked and shaved and I felt he and she was already wet. I walked to. "They closed this place down in theeighties." He turned to Justin, or Sally, or whoever was riding withhim, and said, "I'll be right back."The woman, who seemed on the verge of tears, said, "Don't worry, I'm notgoing anywhere."Tom walked up to the newspaper box sitting by the restaurant's frontdoor. He found a silver dime in his pocket and dropped it in the coinslot. He pulled out a fresh copy of the Westport Journal, dated May 15,1965. It was a newspaper he had delivered after school during. For a touch more sexiness, she used a thong to keep the butt plug from falling out, a garter-belt and stockings, and open toed sandals.Amy, in hopes of a sequel to yesterday for herself and not just for Brenda, wore a tight sweater without a bra, a black skirt that barely covered the tops of the lace-top thigh highs her seductress had given her, and chose to go commando, to provide easy access to her pussy, which was already wet with anticipation even though she hadn't even left home. “You always wear the sexiest shit,” he grinned as she flicked her slightly pudgy moobs. Then he grabbed a bunch of her corpulent derriere. “Damn! You sexy!”Heidi giggled. She knew she wasn’t the most passable sissy out there. But, men were mainly interested in her cocksucking skills and her 44-inch ass. Heidi climbed atop the bed and got on all fours. Tyrek spanked her a couple of times before moving over to the side where her head was. He pulled down his joggers and out plopped his snake..