David waswearing stockings, garters, split-crotch panties and a shiny metalchastity cage that was belted down tight.I actually can't use a urinal anym...ore--makes a big mess. Then he reachedout and grabbed my balls and the dragged me into a bathroom stall. Davidsat and began to pee. He continued talking and stroking my cock as if thiswas an everyday occurrence."I've always been a sissy, every since I was a teenager. But it wasn'tuntil my wife introduced me to Marcus that I really started to love. She loved the feeling. It made her feel like some sort of schoolgirl getting ready to meet her first-ever date. She hadn't felt that in a long time, and she relished it.Her phone buzzed as she was getting ready to take the elevator up to her room. It was from Darrell, one of the black men Cindy had met when Willis and she had been to the resort just before she had to fly back to New York, and who she had exchanged phone numbers with. They had been texting back and forth ever since. He'd. I’m sorry, I did tell your Dad we should stay at a hotel.” Amanda said. “I hope this doesn’t put you out too much.”She was soft spoken and gentle. She looked and acted much younger than dad.“It’s no problem. I’m glad to help. There aren’t many hotels around here anyway. There’s one by 37 on the way to Corpus Christi but it’s a dumpy looking tourist type motel. They don’t even have a pool” I announced.“Yeah your Dad mentioned the pool.” Immediately I hoped she would use the pool. I’d love to see. Roger drove them to the interstate on the way to what he told her was a nice, private place. That pleased her.As they crept up behind a truck, Roger said to her with a squeeze of her thigh: “Let’s have some fun here. When I pass this truck, wave to the driver.”“Oh, yes,” she almost trilled.As they drifted past the truck she looked up at the bull necked driver, imagining him with a large belly but imagining herself kneeling before him licking the large belly and getting ready to do dirty things.