"Boing boing boing." Gypsy said as she thought it was hysterical. But it didn't help my problem. "Oh Howdy. I almost forgot. I invited your parents to... the party." she said wincing . "Is that ok?" "W H A T? What did you say?" "I said I invited your parents. They are here, out back. And to my surprise Howdy, they both seemed eager to dress like everyone else." "You're fucking shittin ' me right?" " Mmmmm , yes, but it did make your cock go limp. Isn't that what you needed help with?" We both. We made a little small talk about my life and my job, about his job and the city and his style which he described as ‘Gay men think I’m a particularly masculine lesbian, the lesbians think I’m a particularly feminine gay dude, and straight people don’t know what the hell to make of me.’ As we talked, he put a long, dark purple hairdressing cape with a Roy Liechenstein motif on it on me and cinched it close around my neck with a little strip of crepe paper, then proceeded to wash my hair in a. She saw it and told that it was beautiful. It was a pink color saree. She asked me to sit as she wanted to try it on and get my opinion about it. She was inside her room for about 15 mins when she suddenly called me. When I went inside the room she was standing facing away from me. I took a look from b0ttom to top. Her ass was a masterpiece. It stuck out and showed up promptly. I saw that her blouse was open. She told that she wasn’t able to close the buttons so called me. I happily but a bit. My husband took a photo, Rob then fucked me hard until he came deep inside of me, I could feel his cum shooting into me. After a moment with him just laying with his cock still throbbing in my cunt, he rolled off and my husband took over , saying that it was the first time that he had sloppy seconds. It was nice to feel my husbands bigger cock inside of me, he was so hard and I was so wet and sticky with my juices and Robs cum, he slid in and out of my cunt so smoothly, Rob, of course tool a.