Over and over she felt his cock push into her mouth, pressing up, filling her, pushing a little against the back of her throat causing her to suck eve... harder. She knew it was coming, and she prepared herself to not gag even though the taste had not been the greatest. Sluts didn’t gag, they just sucked. So she did, swearing to not complain as she felt him begin to shoot again, going from a rapid thrusting into her mouth to holding it deep inside, letting her convert to an eager sucking motion,. She pouted a bit at missing the shower, but a quick kiss from Steve perked her right up. A quick kiss for Lucille balanced the books, and Angela left for her own room to grab a shower, while Steve and Lucille went to breakfast.The mood at breakfast was good; the original residents were all comfortable with the newcomers by now, and the newcomers had likewise grown comfortable both with their new house-mates and with the memory of what had brought them together. There was still the occasional. He was impressed by the improvements that the heels had made to both the shape of his legs, and also to his stance. He found his backside pushing out just a little bit more, and his bust just a little more prominent as his back straightened to compensate for his elevated position. The only thing that spoiled the illusion was the, still masculine face that looked out from the reflection."You look great so far, now have you ever done your own make-up before or do you want me to help you"?Daniel. She moved over to the desk and sat, pulled up her skirt, spreading her legs. "I want to show you how and what to do, if that's ok."I said "please do," without hesitation. I looked at her legs spread, in between them was a small patch of black hair. The hair was glistening from what looked liked water drops. "Put your head between my legs," she said. I got closer. She reached over, grabbed my head and pulled me into her very wet pussy. She spread her vaginal lips apart and asked me to suck and.