For those who wanted to know the rest of my previous story On Thursday, I prepare contentiously: a good bath to be clean, an enema that I start again, I prepare the washer with a dildo that I keep for a while.Finally, the clothes, he had already chosen for me, so black corset, nylon stockings, bare panties.Over it, a sweatshirt and jogging, in a bag, a dress and the wig that I had bought in the meantime. And here I am, ready to play the female, hoping to please the guy and become his regular.Arrived at the agreed place, no one. Normal, it's a quiet place and I'm a little early.I take this opportunity to take off my jogging and my sweatshirt. Great feeling of being below in the parking lot at night. I put on my dress, my wig and I sit back in my car to wait.Cars pass on the road nearby, and each time I hope the car will slow down. Less than 10 minutes later, a car slows down and takes the path that goes to the parking lot. She parks right next to it and the driver gets out saying: good evening my dear, I came with a friend to test you well.Sure enough, the other door opens and another guy gets out. He is shorter, in his fifties, thinner. Less my type of guy, on the other hand I like his first words: go get out of the car, bitch, and come show us how you are made.So I go down, and guided by them, we go to a picnic table next door. They take the opportunity to put their hands on my buttocks with comments on my outfit.By dint of lifting my dress, my future boyfriend finds that it is not practical and takes it off while the other is fondling my buttocks.When I find myself below, I have the right to flattering comments on my outfit and the order falls: come on bitch, kneel on the bench and your chest on the table, not the, on the side of the table ...

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