She giggled awkwardly. I stood up, and offered her a hand. She took it. Her hand was a bit damp. One piece at a time? I asked her. She took a step ba...k from me, so that we each had some room. One piece at a time, she agreed. I took off a sock. Hey! It counts. She took off a sock. I suppose if I was going to defect, she saw no use in cooperating. I took off my other sock. I wiggled my toes. She took off her other sock. Was the lack of eroticism just because it was socks? I though stripping was. So I ordered some gurly things from china and waited the 3 to 6 weeks to get my new identity. After a very early anticipated wait.. they finally arrived, Exciting!!! So I happily try out my knew things.. and starting to feel sexy.. and took some pix.. and.. and.. and..... was like ewwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!! Yes for real.. I was hideous lol. Well at least i thought so.. See to understand.. i was imaging my face in my youth.. and well i'm not that person anymore.. so i was shocked how how looked.. So. “All three of you need to know that I am very new to this. There are many much older than me who are very experienced with this and extremely strong. I have done nothing to harm any of you because you haven’t been a threat. I hope you liked the little gift I shared with three of you. I like being nice so much better than the alternative. Now if you two would kindly tell your sister to stop trying to take over my mind for whatever she has planned for me, I can go back to trying to know her a. “Watching you act like a piss slut is such a turn on.” Heather moaned, too, and rubbed faster. She scooted her ass forward and spread her legs. She arched her back so her breasts pushed up and she rubbed furiously. A few seconds later, a huge puddle began to grow under her butt and between her legs. The unmistakable aroma of her urine filled the car as she squirted her jeans and masturbated in her own puddle in the car parked in our garage. I stroked my cock furiously. When she finished, I.