. two sets of shoes and two dresses? The answer was obvious once I opened the mostly closed bedroom door and was greeted to the very unexpected but in...teresting sight of both Lindsey and Marsha nude in my bed and engaged in a wet and noisy 69. That explained why there had been no feminine underwear on the floor; neither of my women hadn't been wearing any for quite awhile.I cleared my throat. "Ah, I see that the 'skinny tiny titty blonde trollop slut' and the 'big titted cow longhaired tramp'. Screamed out in pain, she turned and looked at me with a face unable to move from the pain.I quickly apologised and went to remove it, but she stopped me "no, I've always wanted to try it, keep it in". "does it hurt?" I asked. "fuck yes, but it's a good pain".So slowly now I began to slide my cock in and out of her ass. The walls were so tight around my cock it was nearly impossible to pull it in and out. But she pushed on and after several minutes I was able to get my full cock in her ass.I. It wasn't long before I had Bob sitting at the vanity in his silkbathrobe. The last article of masculine clothing you'll be wearingtoday, I thought mischievously.It wasn't at all difficult to make up my Bobby's face. Previously I hadconsidered his fine features to be boyish. Now I thought of them asgirlish. He didn't struggle, or raise any sort of fuss, even when Itook the liberty of plucking a few hairs from his eyebrows. Nor did hecomplain when I painted and buffed his fingernails. I was so. I didn’t know if they were sexually active, to be honest, but I suspected Sharon might be, given her statements about her BFs checking me out. I giggled. ‘Debra, you’re so nasty. Now you’ve got me thinking all sorts of kinky thoughts about them both. Gawd, you are just such a slut !’ Debra’s tongue began to lick down my body. ‘Of course I am, you little bitch. And so are you — so are you !’ Debra was right, I couldn’t deny it. My mind was becoming even more perverted, so I did something the old.