The panel in front was barely wide enough to cover her new genitals.Thin strips of cloth reached down from the bustier along his legs. His socks rose ...p his legs to meet them. The fabric grew sheer, transforming the socks into a pair of patterned violet on violet stockings. When the strips and stockings met, well up on Jim's thighs, the strips linked around them to become a set of garters that held the stockings firmly in place.Jim felt herself rising. Was she growing? No, she looked down to. You made him plunge it in quickly! It was almost a relief, being plugged again, and the cock was smaller and softer than the buttplug, so it actually felt nice, despite the continuing pain. You were using the crop on the other slaves ass, now. Whipping him into a deep fucking rhythm. Stroke after stroke, as he plundered my hole with abandon! I heard a pale being dragged on the floor, and placed between my legs. "All right,fuck-whore, pull out! But keep your cock in the firing line of her. We were soaked to the skin before we could even get our waterproofs on. Anyway, Harry managed to get the tent up. He made me change into the only dry clothes I had, bandaged my ankle and then made me get into my sleeping bag." That must have embarrassed you," grinned Eileen.Annette blushed but smiled back. "He was very good and kept his back turned throughout. It was more embarrassing when he bandaged my ankle because all I had on below the waist was my knickers."Eileen chuckled."He said he'd. I thrashed about in protest, to no avail. As my pussy juice ran down my ass cheeks and onto the floor, I could tell it was time for another deluge to start gushing forth at any moment. Uncle Clyde must have noticed too, because on the first spasm from my pussy, he let go of my clit, and shoved his entire cum-soaked fist into my well-worn pussy on the first push. My body jumped up so high, the black marauder almost came completely out of my ass. I let out a low moan, as my uncle rammed his.