"My threat made its mark. Becca quickly got onto her knees gently licking what she could of her mother’s pussy. Mary tried half hearted to push Becc... away. A usual sign that she had enough. Becca was good at following whatever I told her though and d**g her mother’s hips forward. "Stop. You need to get the cum that has already spilled first." Becca looked at me and started to speak. I grabbed her hair and pushed her to the floor. "I said lick it up." "Yes sir" was the only words that left her. It must be obvious to the barflies staring at his captive that she was a transvestite; the bitch looked sexy and slutty the way she was dressed and with the lashings of makeup she wore; but her mannerisms and her walk were a dead give away that she was a man. Whatever the case, there was no disguising the lust in their eyes and the overpowering sexual tension in the bar.Michele rose from the seat aware that the Predator was ogling her legs and that all eyes in the bar were on her; she felt so. The three men’s cocks were as solid as they were at the start; and the ladies legs still deliciously open. The husband was first to speak as he stroked his cock at a leisurely pace; “I can not pick a defining moment really. Seeing camera three’s fabulous naked body, my wife lusting over cocks, and hearing camera two order her to take her knickers off. Plus I can not believe how turned on I became when camera four said he loved me and wanted me to face fuck him”. Everything has just been. I had offered her the swim suit top, but she declined with a smile, and informed me it was pretty dark outside, so no one would see. We walked into the house and up the stairs to my apartment. She went into the bathroom, I assumed to change out of her suit and into dry clothes. She came out of the bathroom and she was in a towel. I looked at the futon at the end of my bed and saw her clothes were still on it. I went into the bathroom and as I was alone, I noticed my heart was still in heaven..