Sweet dreams and adios, Amiga." Irene slipped a nightshade into position for a blindfold. Maria smelled new wood close against her face, heard more sc...ews driven home. More foam blocks filled the space around her. She sobbed as the box darkened, the final snaps closing the top over her. She was a sold slave, crated to ship.Five minutes later the air freight truck pulled up to the loading dock. The driver handled the crate with a power hand truck. Marilyn repeatedly cautioned him its contents. It was just as tight; her breasts sagged slightly, but were upturned and her pubic hair was golden and neatly trimmed into a triangle above her silken lips.She threw a hand against the frame and waved her hips before turning and lifting a leg behind her as she pressed her breasts against the frame. They were squeezed up and looked delicious, but before I could enjoy it further, she pushed up and brought her leg forwards and up, and arched her back, thrusting her chest upwards. I was sure I. The warmth was overwhelming as was the amount of juices that seemed to surround my shaft slowly easing its way into her as we spooned. My hips began to rock as hers matched my every movement as Lisa began to groan and with a small stretch inhaled deeply as she turned her head towards me and lovingly kissed me before exhaling You’re so bad – I love it… oooarrr. We slowly continued as I needed her breasts and her hand found its way to her clit rubbing it as our mounting pleasure erupted in the. "Stand up," I order. "Show us what you got."She stands up and sees herself in mirror -- totally changed from feminineto masculine. She sees herself in tube socks, tighty whitey briefs with acock bulge, the tip of which is poking out of the fly, and a white beaterundershirt covering her flat chest, flattened by the ace bandagecompressing her tits.Joe pushes her to the back room. A dirty cum stained mattress is in themiddle of the room. I push down her on it and then Joe and I slip down toour.