I was told I could go out to the detached garage if I wanted to but that having a guy over was for her fun not mine. For a couple of years this was ho...w things worked. She would call me at work to let me know if a fuck session was going to last past my normal come home time. This way I could stay away until after she was finished. When this happens she would call to tell me to come home. She was always showered and dressed when I got home. I started looking on line at sex sites that posted. This was the moment my entire life changed forever.One of the male strippers spotted me in the crowd and started to walk towards me, I was so embarrassed I just put my hands over my face and hoped he would walk past me but instead, he put his fingers around my wrist and told me to follow him to the stage.The crowd of women were going crazy as he told me to lay on my back on the floor on the stage. He then got down on his knees and with the aerosol of whipped cream and squirted it on my vest top. So, if you're looking for a lot of hot sex, turn back now, it's not happening today. But if you stick around to read their story, I'm sure my two little malcontents will be appreciative. Either way, thanks for stopping by.If one were to see Gail Madison as she walked through March's Department Store they probably wouldn't be impressed with her one way or another. At first glance she was neither attractive nor unattractive. In her late thirties, she seemed slightly taller than average for a. “See you in 20.” And so it was sealed. Through the quivering haze of my lustful excitement, I discovered myself to still be attired in dumpy post-workout clothing and my tiny apartment covered with the strewn detritus of a lazy Sunday. “Not much gets done on Monday,” I though to myself with a devious smile. I quickly discarded my sweats and picked out my sexiest bra and matching, naughty panties. They’re light pink with black lace fringe and the cup of the bra shows off my ample, creamy.