How's your arms feeling?" It was Heather's voice.Her pronunciation. Her northern slang. But when she swayed her hips intohis view and turned around to...face him, reality came tumbling back.'She' had shed her elegant dress leaving on Heather's black lacy bra,panties and the pair of thigh highs. The cock was still emerging fromthe side of 'her' underwear with a pair of testicles pushing the crotchaside. It all looked surreal up close; he could sense the familiar smellof semen."I took the trouble. I'm definitely not going to be giving away much money, and even then, just to a few people I liked before they knew I was rich." Like me! Remember I told you I loved you ages ago, and I showed you my breasts, and everything."We arrived at my home at this point (Donna's and Chloe's lists of what they could spend my money on had been very long). I walked my sisters inside so I could make sure they knew what reality was. I told them, "Prof and I are NOT going to earn any more money. That crap I. Hargrave, another man who worked at the club as an M. A., started unfastening HIS pants.He stripped completely. "I been wonderin' what was under her skirts, NOW, I'm gonna get some of it. She do got a pretty pussy, to go with those pretty tits, an' I'm gonna fuck her good.He knelt between her still open legs and began rubbing his dick up and down her wet slot. Satisfied, he took a leg in each hand, opening them even wider, and laying down worked his hard dick inside her, with everybody. He comes close to her and places handcuffs on her wrists, then turns her around to face away from him.Before her is a pole, he attaches her hands to this pole. He then lowers a rope over her head."Open your mouth Angel."He puts the loop of the rope in her mouth and strings the end over her shoulder through her legs and attaches it to her handcuffs. Thus tied every movement she makes causes the rope to rub on her clit sending waves of pleasure through her. He then reaches from behind her and.