“I’m looking forward to it already!” Neil replied with just a hint of undertone.Hanging up the phone, I immediately sent a text to Emily with th...e following message“Tell your friends that the Party is on for Friday from 7:30 onward but they all have to behave!”When Emily returned home that evening her excitement was evident. She flung her arms around me hugging me tightly and thanking me for letting her have her party.“Don’t thank me; thank Neil your dad’s boss. He’s the one who is helping out. In which case it will be theperfect time to get sissy into his girly shorts won?t it?She began on the second scone.Barbara felt a twinge of nervousness. ?Do you think we?re doing the rightthing Mmary?? She knew she sounded unsure and timid and she knew that sheliked controlling and demeaning her son, but she was suddenly worriedabout what they were planning.There was no way Mary was going to loose this, she had already spent timeand effort on this whole idea and in truth she was very excited by. Once we had settled in, I asked her to pick a girl to dance for us in the champagne room. She ended up picking out a stunning blond with a sizable rack and a tight, tight body. Once we got into the back room I asked the stripper to dance for my wife. She was told the rules of the club (can’t touch her pussy) and it was so hot to see this woman dancing between my wife’s legs. The dancer was getting very close to my wife and her movements were pushing up my wife’s skirt which was now barely. After an eternity, his thick streams of chum flood me. His discharge mingles with my blood. The nastiness leaks from my sphincter around his cock. Some dribbles over the flesh between asshole and pussy. Some dribbles down my legs or spatters on the cobblestones of the alley.All the while, he whispers in my ear, “When little girls have boy haircuts, dress like boys, and act tough, they get fucked like the boys. Especially monkey nigger cunts.”His big nasty dick rips into me, cutting, slashing up.