I was then loweredback onto the bed whilst they fastened my new attire. My legs were onceagain freed from their restraints. Hands grabbed my legs and ... itemswere pulled up. One of these was a tight silky material, brieflyexciting me before self-disgust took over. Couldn't believe that I wasactually enjoying this. At the time I had no idea what the second itemwas. My disgust increased as I felt tight sheaths being pulled up mylegs, encasing them in a silky cocoon. I could feel tugs around. With a final pull they were finally on totally and covering my ass andwaist. Holy shit, these are so fucking tight. My ass must look so fuckingpronounced in them. On my legs they were like a second skin, clinging tothe shape of them. Not only that, but they were also very tight on mycrotch, showing my distinct lack of manhood and delicate smoothness of mypussy. I could absolutely not believe it. I was now a girl and wearing apair of Victoria's Secret Pink yoga leggings.I still had a top to put. There was pain. She had known there would be, but she had to see what it felt like to have something hard inside her. Bev’s description of seeing that penis she had just made spurt, sliding in and out of Mrs. Harris’ pussy, had made her almost crazy to feel the same thing. She was feeling that way with both Fred and Bobby now. It was part of why she’d agreed to marry him. She wanted to be fully a woman. She had no idea how to be a wife, but she could learn that. Fred had been so patient with. Mukesh took the initiative and climbed up the table. He stretched my thighs wide and positioned his dick on my pussy.He deposited his entire weight on my body and tried to enter me. I was completely senseless and wasn’t in a position to react to what he was doing. He pushed his dick inside and it slipped. Keyur sat towards our feet and peeped inside. He was directly staring towards my pussy.He started to guide him, little up, little down, correct, now enter, oh slipped again. Then again he.