But just what it was, for then had no idea, Hazel explained this later.Rolling beside me Hazel looked at Diane and said that was what she had to do. D...ane said she would try it, she went to roll on me but Hazel said she would have to play with my cock to get me hard again, as she did this I touched and fingered Diane’s pussy.When the time was right Hazel helped Diane take my cock in her pussy, she then helped her lift and lower herself until she got the hang of it. For the second time in twenty. I slid on some fishnet stockings and my new high heels and began loading sissy instruction videos on my laptop.I came across the perfect one, a woman called mistress Minxie who was also wearing stockings and high heels. She had a laptop with a slideshow of huge cocks. She began by telling me to stare at the screen. I felt so sexy watching myself in the mirror dressed like a slut, following her every direction.She then ordered me to dress like a girl and I felt a shiver as I slipped on a sexy. It was good to feel like one of the team again.There was little to pack and little to do in getting checked out. We had to make our excuses to The Captain, and explain why it wasn't practical for him to follow us where we were going.Someone obviously overheard our conversation with The Captain, as the beach was crowded with spectators by the time we returned to it. The Captain walked us to the edge, fussing, somewhat out of character, over our supplies and our packs. It was at this point I. I wiggled my ass on his large fingers until my wrinkled hole was well lubed.I felt his head against my hole and I released a breath so I was relaxed as the thickness of Sam's cock opened my hole. I groaned as he slid in deeper and deeper until half of his appendage had found itself inside me.I didn't realize that I was holding my breath until Sam stopped pushing and I released the air pent up in my lungs. He groaned like a wild beast over me as I rhythmically flexed my butthole. Squeezing.