Not that anything was normal any more. It all felt so alien. The feeling of the female clothes on me, on my female body, did not alter the male though...s that still surged through my brain. To anyone looking at me they saw a girl dressed like some cheap hooker. They would not realise that inside this body was the soul of a man, a man that cheated a woman that had the power to wreak such retribution that it would seem impossible unless it happened to them. I did not realise that she knew that I. She never ceased to surprise me. Angela had two fingers inside of her urethra and was thrusting wildly, her hand brushing her clit as she did. What a resourceful creature! Angela had my full attention and she motioned to a nearby container. There was a cylindrical PVC container with a rounded top in the corner, measuring perhaps three feet in length and seven inches in diameter. The muscles around her anus opened and closed her ass hole. I knew what she wanted. I retrieved the container and. "Oh, I'm glad. My boyfriend complains about it, he says that my bum isn't as nice, so I have to let him do it twice as often." Clever boy," thought Lucas wryly, but simply nodded at the girl. "That would seem a fair compensation," he said thoughtfully."Oh, thank you!" the girl said happily, clasping his arm. "Where do you want me?" Over the desk, I think," Lucas said, unable to believe his good fortune. "I have some lubricant in the right-hand drawer, I believe. Why don't you get yourself. Dressed in nothing but a black silk body stocking, high boots and carrying a whip, she walked him to the room with studied deliberation; he could see that each step increased some hidden pleasure within her, his cock stiff with a submissive lust of his own as he watched her large and slightly saggy arse cheeks move in the black silk, the huge and wondrous thighs his head had been between so often, shining deliciously in the chiffon thin material.She turned at the door with a cruel sneer,.