Lipstick. Powder. Rouge. Mascara. Eye shadow. He giggled a bit ashe put on his baby doll nightie. Clare came to bed, her big, thick dildoalready in p...ace. "I love you in that nightie, my sweet thing. What wereyou giggling about just now?" Oh, thinking about Ed and the week that lies ahead for him."Clare laughed. "Yes, indeed. Can you just see the look on his face whenEdna tells him how it's going to be?" Edna had told Clare that she wasputting Ed's feminization into high gear now that he was. And he said…“my wife’s cum feels good all over your cock !!!”“and I am going to enjoy having you all over mine !!!”the hot and wild strange woman groaned out with a lustful call to her husband…“Fuck him baby, fuck him good and hard !!!”“I want to feel you pushing his long hard cock deep into my pussy !!!”and without pause, she cried into my ear as she said….“fuck me baby, fuck me !!! “My mind was in overload !!!This was the hottest piece of ass that I had ever had, and now I have her husband. Indeed many of the games they’d play had an air of brutality: involving the insertion of quite painful objects up her vagina and anus, and frequent beatings across the buttocks. Indeed, lovemaking with Emma had become more brutal than making love to a man had ever been. And it was always she who was getting the roughest of it. In bed, it was always Emma who was the dominant partner. Dorothy didn’t mind, though. At least it kept the two of them together. She allowed her eyes to wander away from. ? Tracy stood up and turned around so she was now kneeling directly above Mel’s face looking away from Mandy. ?This won’t take long Mandy.?Tracy leant back on her feet so her mound was thrust virtually into Mel’s face. She slid her hand under her dress and immediately found the mark with a couple of fingers. Any curiosity Mel once had about what a vagina might look like so close up evaporated immediately as Tracy’s cunt hovered menacingly just above her head. Tracy was right, it didn’t take.