“Thanks.” He said, as his mate had already gone back inside. “We just want to fuck, and then go back for a drink inside.” The first guy said. Indian porn The ass was cut out allowing flexible movement; enough for me to take a dump without taking them off but not too pee. I felt tingling in my balls, as he rode me. I smiled and ordered a red wine. “Why-why and what you asking Sheryl.” I stuttered. “No obligations, if you’re not interested; tell me then.” Jerry said. My ass was slapped so many times, I had gotten used to it. You first and stretch that ass hole wide for me.” He said to his mate. I was tingling all over, but he still fucked me; as I moaned with wobbly legs. *
Friday I stayed home and on Saturday, I took a bag with me; and went to Jerry’s bar. The bar tender, made mention of me not being around lately. I had gone from chasing skirt to being a cross dresser gay bitch. Luckily I only work Saturdays and I had three sets of shorts, a red, pink and purple ones. I had two fingers in my ass buried to the knuckle, fucking me and causing me to swivel my hips.
