Her back arched and she threw her head back with a yelp when one last electric pulse of orgasmic energy wracked her body. When it faded, her right le... dropped off the couch, and she let out a long, groaning sigh.Randy caressed her leg – his eyes roaming from her flushed face to her pussy winking at him from the continuing contractions of her intimate muscles. Her breathing slowed slightly, and she let out a brief chuckle. A longer one followed, and then she moaned, “Oh my lord.”Her eyes. I could feel the bulging veins along his cock. God was he hard...Opening my eyes quickly to the sound of the receptionists' voice coming over the intercom, Mr. Scott's hand promptly grasped my mouth once again. "Mr. Scott, I am leaving for the day." the receptionist state of the intercom, "Do you need anything else from me before I head out?" Nope!" Mr. Scott replied, "Have a good night Diane!"As the intercom light turned back off, he picked up his pace, thrusting deep into my ass. With my ass. . I can’t.”Amber almost looked hurt for a second, as hurt as Markus felt on the inside. Why was he doing it? Why was he turning down sex, especially after the near-perfect blowjob he’d received? He knew that she’d be great. She’d be as close to perfect as he’d ever get.Looking at his wrist, Markus knew why.He couldn’t. It wasn’t who he was.Fortunately for both of them, there were plenty of men in the room who weren’t dealing with Markus’s struggles, and they pushed him out of the way.“Yes...”. You're free to leave if you want."Mace knew that this wasn't a risk. Where could she go? She was now a shemale whore slave."I don't want to leave you, Master." Of course, you don't."Capri watched the television. She saw several women and transgirls serving Mace. He would point to the screen and tell her their names.Her eyes opened up when she saw her own image on the DVD."Yes, my slave. That's you."Capri watched as she saw herself sucking cock. Then she saw Mace fucking her. She'd had no.