She was lying on her front, her face towards me, hair spread all over. First, her eyes came alive, peeking through her hair. The tiniest smile ticked ...t the corners of her lips.“I slept in your bed,” she said so very softly. “I slept with you.”Rolling to face her, I brushed her glossy black, messy hair away. I cupped her face and rubbed her cheek with my thumb. Leaning in, I kissed her cheek.“Yes, you did. Thank you.”Addison’s smile erupted, bright, spectacular. “I slept in bed with you!” she. Once he had everything laced tight and locked on she had made himpractice walking about until he could prance like a pony. Then she madehim insert a dildo up his ass with a large plumage of peacock and ostrichfeathers sticking out. The blue green of the peacock feathers and thebright pink of the ostrich feathers combined to give him a sissy versionof a showgirl's tail. A bit gag with a ring to hold his mouth open, abridle and a matching feathered headpiece which he strapped into. Pausing,I smiled, and thought for the first time that this actually would be aninteresting experience, as how many men (other than some actors and, Iguess, transvestites) have the opportunity to experience the fine art ofbeautification...the mystical transformation that a woman goes througheach day to change her look to match her mood and her plans for the day.I knew just what had to be done, as it was somehow imprinted in mybrain, and I got to work, starting with lotion and foundation.Twenty. “Missy” moved to the woman when she lay back spreading her legs. Missy put her mouth to the woman’s cunt after pushing the minuscule bit of fabric aside. The woman had watched, wide eyed, as Gwen took my cock up her ass all the way with each stroke.Missy was sucking and licking on her cunt as I fucked Gwen with powerful upstrokes to march her pushing down. Her ass was tight on my cock but she seemed to want it inside her badly like she had sucked it earlier.While John idly fucked Missy, his.