A resounding slap against her soft pink bottom caused her to yell with the shock. "Stop struggling wench" a low husky voice whispered in her ear. Her ...kin blushed a deep shade of red as she felt her nether regions exposed to the view of all in the tavern. Fleshy fingers worked up between the v of her thighs. A booted foot kicked at her ankle forcing her to spread wider, allowing access for the searching digits.A hand slid around her waist, gripping the flesh, her skirt now in tatters as hands. Even with all the lubrication, it was a tight fit and she groaned a bit as it went further and further in.With his arms still wrapped around her holding onto her gorgeous tits he began to thrust it in and out.“O my god that feels good,” she whimpered.Being so tight around the end of his dick it didn’t take long before his cum began to work its way up from his balls and shoot into her pooper. Although Marika seemed to enjoy his thighs beating against the cheeks of her bum – she didn’t have an. The darkness of her vision filled with the face of Jack. Piercing blue eyes, jet black hair. Refined jaw. He was looking through her - through her soul. She could feel him transforming her with these cocks - with these men who came for the pleasure she offered.“Thank you, Jack.”“Thank you, what?” said the vision.“Thank you, Sir. I’m so sorry Sir.”“Say it louder,” he said.“Thank you Sir!” she screamed, with the voice of her mind and her mouth.The room roared with laughter. She felt an orgasm. Every step of the way she showed us the product she was using, whichwasn't a surprise. They give you a free makeover so they can sell you onthe products.When I saw Ben, his makeup looked amazing. He had pulled his ponytailout and his hair was down. Aside from his masculine clothes, I would'venever believed that face belonged to a guy.He was staring at the hand mirror in shock. I needed to compliment him."Ben," I said. "You look... pretty."His face turned to joy. He looked at his.