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How I Became a Cross Dresser Prostitute

When I was younger, I was a typical dude, jacking off watching filth on the Internet, trying to bed down every girl I could find and so on. Then suddenly I’m all grown up, a young adult, working nine to five, have a mortgage and the obligatory once a month lunch with the in-laws. My wife is a great catch; 24, blond, smart, caring, beautiful and great in bed. So far she hasn’t turned down any of my suggestions under the blanket (or outside, on the roof top, airplane’s bathroom, you name it). But still,...

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