If only I had known what the crossdresser had planned for me. As I stared at the lovely outfits all around I could see no exit from which I could esca...e. Even if I had, the chair prevented me from moving toward it. "Now--let's get started, shall we?" My host said as he held what I first thought was a gun on me. What it fired was not bullets, but some kind of ray. I felt dizzy and light-headed. In fact my whole body felt at that time a lot lighter than it had in years. When my legs felt looser. I started a slow pace and kissed her. With each thrust she pushed her hips back into me. I varied my pace sometimes fucking her slowly sometimes very fast sometimes deep sometimes just burying the tip in. Then I asked her to get on top of me and she started to ride me slowly. Every time she came down I would spank her. She loved it and started riding me faster asking me to make her mg bitch. Her dirty talks were turning me on. I suddenly pulled her down smooching her and pushing her onto bed. I. Mom told her that it would improve her game. Bethany wanted to know how, so Mom told her that if she didn’t want to get naked in front of Dad and me that she had better play well. Reluctantly she agreed. The matches were set for the following Saturday.Mom and Bethany agreed on the fact that they would be the only ones getting undressed, that they would keep their shoes and socks on, and that they would only have four pieces of clothing to remove. What article of clothing they removed would be. None of them wore shoes.They looked over our assembled group, taking in our semi-relaxed postures and good clothes as Marcus, flanked by Davis and Chadwick stepped forward.The man who led the group was built a little bigger than Connor though taller, his midnight skin a shock against the stripe of white hair on his scalp. His expression, while open, conveyed a simple personality; he had a certain charming appeal but wasn't possessed of the stunning beauty of the Hawkins.The other male looked to.