The club I was going to served a very eclectic clientele and right now, there were free line dancing lessons with the 70's top 40 songs. The Village ...People, to Sat Night Fever, Abba, and the Bee Gees were some of the groups. No doubt, some of the folks in there were just like me. A CD Milf on the prowl and were most likely going to get their prey. But crap, did the place have to be so popular? The nearest parking was 2 blocks East of the club. Not so bad though, I guess. After checking. It wasonly yesterday morning that she had discovered his stash of transvestitemagazines. That had given her plenty of time to go through the cache onhis computer and see the crossdressing porn he had been viewing for quitesome time. Lucky for her he never cleared the cache on his laptop.Unlucky for him or maybe lucky for him. She wasn't sure if he wanted todress or if he just admired them, but he was going to pay for not beinghonest either way. He wasn't that hairy to begin with so it. I tore a piece of paper from my free city map, wrote my mobile telephone number on it. When the girls had finished their meal – mine was finished long before! – I left my seat and went up to their table.- Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Trevor, I said to the blonde girl sitting next to me.I held out my hand for her to greet me. She looked surprised, took a gentle, quick grip on my hand before letting it go, mumbled a reply I really did not need to hear. I turned to the sexy dark haired. His cock pulsed over and over, her gripping heat eagerly milking him, drawing 8 thick ropes of spunk deep into her, sucking voraciously at his cock until he was dry, every drop fired up inside her. They tumbled together to the bed."So what are you going to tell the wifey about your hunting trip? Gonna tell her how you bagged the elusive red beaver?" Sheila giggled.James grinned, then replied, ''No problem there, the friend I'm supposedly out on the hunting trip with, is stashed away in his.