“Help a brother out.” “Get the fuck off me,” I pushed at him and rolled over to turn on the light. He was naked on the bed where I’d heaved ...im off me, gripping his erection like his life depended on it. I could smell whiskey on his breath even though his head was down almost by my feet. I yanked my boxers back up; he’d apparently pulled them down to massage me while I slept. “Where’s Dylan?” I asked, looking around. “Seriously, where’s Dylan?” Scott was still lying on my bed and was apparently. I felt lace against my face, her panties, warm and moist. Not moist, wet almost wringing. She pushed the damp gusset into my mouth.She whispered “We will never be the same again, I am about to put his big cock in what used to be your pussy. I doubt I will even be able to feel your little dick again. From now on only your mouth will be allowed to make me orgasm, oh, and I do hope you like the taste of other men’s cum, though I expect you will, as I know you like to eat your own.”I sucked on the. Glamorous, even! It felt feminine. I did up the suspenders, and thenput some small false breasts into my bra. It was time to do my makeup -I was a novice, but tried my best. A thick layer of foundation went onfirst, and I worked it around my face with a small makeup sponge. I puton some pink eye shadow, which in retrospect must have looked awful,but I thought it was OK at the time. I didn't have any mascara oreyeliner, so the only thing left was my bright red lipstick. I put onseveral layers,. Ten minutes later he had another large load, more than enough for the evening. Adele fussed over him and he beamed with pride. She guessed he didn't get much attention before from his own family, but now was getting more than enough attention from all the women of David's family. He seemed happy and was starting to fit in with the group.Hannah and Lisa worked side by side with Adele in preparing the evening meal. When she asked one or the other to do something they didn't know how to do, she.