Awesome!”“Wasn’t it?” Maya said. “They think it was you, though.” She pouted.“Of course,” Sonia said. “They can see who’s in charg.... You were a very good girl.” She pinched Maya’s cheek.Maya sighed. After everything, Sonia was still treating her this way, and a part of her was still liking it. It wouldn’t do, though. Things were going to change.“Stop that,” she whined.“Oh, shut up, silly,” Sonia said, laughing. “You’re so cute when you get angry.”Yes, things really did have to change.The Judges. Patricia has the most enchanting eyes; sometimes I think I could gaze into them for days on end. Pushing me flat onto the bed, then sitting on me, Patricia put her hands on my shoulders and briefly massaged them. “Poor baby! You're so very tense. I've been neglecting you! I'm such a poor wife! I'll help you relax.”Her hand had been playing with my now-erect cock. She pushed the pajama bottoms down, then slid down between my legs. “Oh, so big.” I could feel her warm breath on my. He couldn’t help jerking back, pulling him out of her, but she shuffled even closer, adjusted her position a little and pushed him back inside of her. She needed a shave, her stubble rasped his pubic bone, but Bill hardly noticed as he thrust into her as much as his position would allow.Meanwhile, Anne was still at the mercy of the two cocks, pistoning into her body. The grip on her hair tightened and pulled the cock from her mouth.“Open it, bitch”. The gruff voice instructed her. Anne, fearful. This was not heading in a good direction, or so I thought.My first thought was the wig. I grabbed a handful of hair and pulledhard. "Ouch!" It must have been glued on too tight. When I grabbed anipple of my fake tits, I jumped at the sensation. Not only were they notcoming off my chest, but they really seemed to be my tits now. Iconfirmed my fears when I reached under my dress and shivered as Idragged a nail across my now very sensitive clit. Where had my dickgone?"Candy! Babe! Open up! .