We felt strangely at home among the other women, judging eachby our own standards, though we were having to construct them fromscratch. Sam's legs wer... longer than mine (though mine had better shape,according to the gospel of Norma), which made walking beside her achallenge. I seemed to be constantly rushing up to meet her, which mademy breasts bounce more, which garnered more attention. I was trying notto notice the eyes of every man that walked past us. They flipped fromSam to me and back. Jess thrashed and suffered through for quite some time. Enough time to recall a Mistress named Heather doing something similar to her. It sucked then, too. Did Heather contact Emma somehow? No, that wasn’t possible. Was it?“Eeee! Eeee! Eeee!!!” Jess cried out as her orgasm hit again.“I’m cumming, Mistress, I’m cumming!” she shouted. The pain and pleasure were both intense and in her effort to pull away from the bullet vibe a final time, she fell over onto her side. With the spreader bars still. But ... I still need some resolution over Lee,” she ended, sadly.Rachael got up and excused herself to go the bathroom and April sat back realized she had to let Rachael in on the whole Lee situation – she could prevaricate not longer.As Rachael returned and sat down, April opened up with, “So Rach. We need to talk about some stuff. I know this is late coming to you, but I’ve been waiting for the right moment. I found Lee.”Rachael was raising the glass to her face and she stopped, staring. I get up on you. Somehow your cock never slips out. I position my legs to give me leverage and I start bouncing on you. Your head tilts forward, and now you can see everything - my face, my hard nipples partially obscured by my hair, my shaved pussy taking in your hard cock. My hands are all over your body. I love feeling your heat, your firmness, your tense muscles. Your hands grab on to my ass, helping me move up and down on you. I suddenly need more of you inside me, and I catch my breath.