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her.
    She replied, “I don’t know. It depends.”
    I entered the room and she said she had nothing on under the sheets. It appeared as though she had been fingering herself so I quickly removed my shorts, exposing my immense six-inch boner. I pulled the sheets down to reveal her snatch. Spreading her pussy lips apart, I concentrated on her swollen clit as she writhed in ecstasy while I lapped up her juices.
    I then lifted her legs higher in the air to better access her rear entry. I sank my tongue deep in her asshole and she let out moans of joy. I buried my tongue deeper into her ass before I returned to her juicy pussy. I swung my body around so she could reach my throbbing manhood. Then she began to stroke me as I sank two fingers into her cunt. She started moaning louder and I popped a finger into her rear hole. Her body began to shake. She came in a thunderous climax and exclaimed, “That was the best orgasm I have ever had.”
    She then went to the bathroom and I followed her, watching her big beautiful butt the entire way. As I watched her wash, she said we shouldn’t fuck with my wife asleep in the next room. She told me I had better wash my face so Donna would not smell her pussy on me. I told her I wanted to have her smell under my nose as long as possible. When she left the bathroom, my hands went to work on my cock. I imagined she was there watching me as I stroked harder and harder until I erupted like I never have before. As massive amounts of come splashed all over my hands and stomach, I was wondering when we could do this again.—
G.V., Akron, Ohio
    SOMETIMES A DRESS COVERS MORE THAN JUST A PUSSY
    I really enjoy reading
Penthouse Letters
and have been a reader for many years. Because of your publication I’ve learned a good deal that has greatly enhanced my sex life with my wife of over twenty years. It also allowed me to become a person who believes you should live out as many of your sexual fantasies as you can.
    My wife and I have done many things together and I have done some things without her that she would not be too happy about.
    For as long as I can remember I’ve always had a hidden interest in servicing a cock. At the same time, men did absolutely nothing for me. I wanted no part of having sex with a man. Yet, at the same time, I still cannot get over my interest in sucking a penis. I had no luck making contact with any local cross-dressing transvestites or transsexuals I could possibly get it on with.
    Living in a small, somewhat redneck area I wasn’t too surprised. The only one I did make contact with was an ugly cross-dresser a dog wouldn’t fuck. He was looking for someone to do some really kinky shit that I had no interest in anyway.
    As luck turned out, I had to go to a very large city to work for two weeks. A few days after being there I started my search, trying to find a place to meet with a likely candidate.
    I started going to a place where I could find what I was looking for. The first two nights I had no luck. On the third night I met an incredible-looking woman who I thought was a very good-looking transsexual. She was far more woman than most transvestites. For a while I thought maybe she was a lesbian or a woman looking for a transsexual herself. I finally decided to talk to her after it appeared no one was hitting on her.
    I asked her to join me for a drink and then dinner. She agreed but told me it would have to be the next night because she had to work part of the day. I suggested we meet at about noon. We spent the afternoon getting to know each other. I gave her the phone number of my motel. As soon as I got there I received a message to call Suki.
    I called her and she said she was free from work for the next three days. I also was free so we agreed to go to the coast. She told me of a secluded motel I would love. She then said she would pick me up about eight the next morning.
    I couldn’t wait and I went shopping to get some lingerie and accessories. I also bought