Dr. Mishra from the fourth floor. From time to time he used to drop by my apartment with an excuse for a routine health checkup. But now he is busy at... the hospital 24×7. This leaves me alone, to pleasure myself.I never thought my situation would come down to this, not with the kind of money my husband has. It is night time and I am laying in one of the two single beds of our bedroom.I am wearing a plain pink transparent nighty. I never wear any underwear to bed. Just a thin transparent fabric. I felt like such a slut for you, as you pushed my head up and down on your shaft. Am I awful for writing you all this tonight, with Kevin lightly snoring next to me? Just hours ago I indulged his request that I watch him masturbate. He wanted to fuck me, but I wasn't up for it. That's been the case more and more lately, so our habit is him jacking off while I watch. Sometimes he begs me to bite or pinch his nipple. Eventually his begging is cute enough that I'll do it. He cums so fast once I. "But I just didn't think that you would actually be married to more than one other person." Believe me, if you had told me eight years ago that I would have been, I would have thought you were crazy." he said with a slight hint of embarrassment.Cynthia put her hand on her forehead and said, "I am almost afraid to ask this but, how many?"Michael smiled at her. "Just one other, her name is Velakari." Well, now I'm really nervous." Cynthia said.Michael took her hand and said to her gently, "There. Then they switched ,cleaning my ass juice of the shemale cock and a new big cock fucking my gaping asshole.This tag team scene went on for a few more minutes until the van stopped.We were in an industrial area and the three of them led me still naked into a dimmly lit warehouse.Inside I was led down a long hallway until we entered a big open nightclub like setting. There were about 20 guys and a few shemales/ crossdressers lounging about having drinks and sex.My shemale pulled me by my cock to.