You want to do it, or shall I?" Do what?" asked Sophie, desperately trying to think of a way out of the situation."Put the little slut over your knee ...nd make her ass cheeks glow. You do it and you can use a slipper. If you won't, I'll use my belt on her." His hand shifted from his bulging groin to the buckle of his thick leather belt."No. Don't do it. Mother!" screamed Priscilla.Sophie realized she had no real choice. She rummaged in her suitcase and found a soft soled slipper then sat down on. Soon the pink dildo was sliding in and out of her asshole with ease.It still hurt, but the pleasure was greater this time, even though it wasn't even a real cock. Giving in now to the thrusts of the black fucker down her throat, Cindy started to suck the fake cock. With a fury, Cindy's mouth stretched to the breaking point and moved up and down on the dildo, cleaning up every speck of Gina's shit."Yes, you little shit-eater, yes!" Mrs. Grotten cried, and tore the dildo from the girl's mouth,. ”I gently guided her towards a door from the hall. I reached round to open it for her and guided her through, turning the light-dimmer up as we entered.“Well, well a bedroom,” said Vicky, feigning surprise. “I thought you were taking me to a cell.”She was still facing away from me.“Stay there,” I told her quietly.Vicky stood motionless, as I reached behind me and opened a drawer.She had a sheer white blouse on. I could clearly see her bra strap beneath it. I saw her shoulders beginning to heave. Her dreamy eyes looked him up and down and she smiled softly as she wiped her ruby lipstick from his lips with a tissue, giggling as she did so. He viewed her soft downy arms as she did so; everything about her was perfect.He had not been with a t-girl before; he had always had the urge but had never taken that leap of faith until he had communicated with Sissygirl. The idea had sacred him a little, but she had cemented his attraction forever; she was so soft and pretty, so effeminate. He.