When I finally stopped cumming, Vicky rubbed my cum all around and rubbed some onto her chest. She really liked it when we both had cum on each other....The girl came up to me and we all started kissing again. I started playing with her clit and she was super wet and responded by moaning. Vicky told her, "He gives amazing oral, why don't you sit on his face while I get him nice and hard again." I laughed, leaned back, and invited her on. She had a beautiful pussy, nicely shaven and very clean. "Please don't," I whimpered, I was completely broken."So?" he said."I'm a 'C' cup," I whispered."What's that?" he shouted, "a 'C' cup." Please," I whimpered my head down in shame."Fucking ace," said one of his cronies, "Blakie's got 'C' cup tits."They left me then but I could still feel his hands on me and I cried. I could sense everybody's eyes staring at me, but I couldn't look up. Oh they knew they had me cowed and I was going to be a prime target for their future fun."Lookie who we have. I hadbraided it loosely and wrapped it around and pinned it in place. Not aprofessional style, but one I felt brought attention to my face andworked better with a scarf.I put on the bra and the breast forms and felt comforted by the weight.Next came the stockings and the panties then the corset that althoughdifficult to tighten felt loose. Almost as if it fit much better thanthe first time, and that it had done its job of shaping my waist. Idropped the chemise over it all and shivered as it. I put on a short black mini skirt with out any underwear, a black push up bra with a white button up shirt. White thigh high leggings and a pair of black high hills. Once dressed I made my way to the kitchen and pour him and I both a whisky and water. I sat down at the kitchen counter and not long later I heard the garage opening. My husband walked in closing the garage door behind him, once he could see me in the kitchen I stood up, taking the drinks and walked up towards him. As I past him.