. I'd never felt so exposed in my life, my gaping pussy and asshole both on full display before he penetrated me again and continued to fuck me with n... regard to me... he was getting what he wanted, and that's all that mattered to him at the time. I felt him speeding up, and I knew he was getting close... I started to get close as well, and I realized how much I enjoyed being used... knowing he was going to leave my pussy and not care if he saw me again heated me up again... I really was a. I was just trying to befun. You know it's Halloween. Hokus pokus and all that jazz."Martha nodded her head in response, which I took as a win for themoment. Meanwhile, I could not believe I had just said 'all thatjazz.' What decade did I think it was?Martha then opened her mouth to utter, "It's a little campy for me, butI guess jazzie is okay if it's just for fun."Her tone belied her words. She was clearly disgusted by my feminizedstate."Lets hope so," I replied with a feigned smile,. Continuing, he followed her well sculpted legs until they entered the tall black heels. “Incredible”, was his only thought.He turned his attention away from her, leaving her standing amidst her clothing. Picking up the remote, he switched the television back on, and tuned in a cable news program. 'Topping today’s newscast', droned the newscaster, 'heavy rains have caused minor flooding problems in the nation’s Capitol'. She still stood there, quietly.He fixed his glance on her, 'Shower', he. “Take off your panties and get over here.”Brandy lifted her cheerleading skirt up, exposing her upper thighs and the white crotch of her panties. She slowly pulled down her panties. Her pussy mound seemed almost hairless under the small landing strip of short hairs.“Now lay down.” Mr. Moore then turned to Sylvia. “You, go eat out her cunt!”Before the Sylvia could think, her body began moving of its own accord. Brandy had laid down on the floor, and Sylvia crawled between her spread legs..