." They're your clothes and there is no need for you to change." Hismother paused and smiled. "Why do you think the skirt and top fit you sowell?" she...chuckled, "Louise saw what you're wearing in a photograph onyour laptop. She knew that you've been wearing her clothes. She spoke tome and so she thought it would be nice if you had some women's clothesof your own." She stepped closer to her cross-dressed son. "And I can'treally call you James when you're dressed as a girl. So what do I. " Hmm," Ellie's grunt was sceptical. To her it sounded like Freddie had already made up his mind. Her attention was soon drawn back to the squealing captives. Extracted from their crates, they were now starting to realise what was happening to them. The taller of the two girls was struggling spiritedly but when the tape covering her eyes was removed the site of the room she was now in seemed to subdue her."That's all right, dear," Sarah greeted the puzzled captive. "This must all be rather. She pulled back on Ginny’s hips so she could put more force into each thrust. She was getting into the movement now, rocking her hips back and forth as she moved Ginny forward and backward. Her strokes were long and hard, making Ginny grunt with every thrust. Ginny’s soft ass rippled with every contact, and Hermione gave it a playful smack that made her yelp in surprise. Beneath the girls, Harry was pumping in and out of his wife with all the speed he could muster; his hips actually. Macario realized that Lisa liked who she was. She liked the constant fight for survival, even though she often fought herself for her very existence. The one who survived was always the winner.He landed hard on top of her, knocking the wind out of her lungs. They wrestled on the ground for a few minutes, each becoming more aroused.When he finally had her pinned, Lisa bit off one of the buttons on his jacket and vanished. As Mac fell through the space she’d occupied, she landed on his back and.