Carla-Jean pushed aside her moral concerns with a growingsmile. For the first time in years, she felt a hint of real power behindher decisions."I want...to choose what kind of 'hunk' he's looking for," Carla-Jean saidsuddenly, surprising even herself. Shannon grinned, eager to plot morehumiliations for the immobilized and very unwilling drag queen standingperfectly still in the corner."Oh yeah? What were you thinking?" Someone mean. Like him. Or, like he used to be, whatever. Someone whotreats. My nylons were soaked. I pressed against her hymen, her hot flesh so silky. “Say it!”“Ms. Marcie, fuck my hot, little c-cunt with your big d-dick!”“My big futa-dick,” I groaned. “I’m a futanari now. Like those two cheerleaders. Did you see the game on Friday?” It was so hot watching Kimmie and Cassandra, the two futa-cheerleaders, fucking their fellow cheer mates during the game.“No,” she squeaked. “But ... please, fuck me! With your big futa-dick, Ms. Marcie! My hot, little cunt needs it.. With my other hand I put oil on his dick and started wanking him. It felt great wanking a lubed dick. His balls were hard and tiny, but I managed to pull them.As a toy we had an empty beer bottle and a wooden pole. I asked Frank if he was ready. Use the bottle first he said. So, the oiled bottle went in his ass. Slowly, he asked, its a bit painfull. In and out the bottle went, for a few minutes.Are you ready for the next toy? I asked.Yes he said, I want a big cumshooting orgasm! I took the pole. Mai virgin thi uska land mere andar nahi jaa raha thaa mai andar se oil laayi aur apani choot me aur bhi ke land par oil lagaya aur baithane ki koshish karne lagi tabhi bhaai ne ek jhataka mara aur 4 inch land andar chalagaya aur mai tej se chilla uthi, bhaai ne jag raha thaa aur jan bojh kar natak kar raha thaa, bhai ne kaha didi ruko mai chodata hun, bhai ne neeche utara aur light jalai aur bed agaya aur bola didi ham aapaki chot ke darshan karkeChodege aur vo meri choot chatane laga aur.