How do you spell relief???CUMMMMMMM. My jaws ached from the gag & it seems like the temperaturein the room was getting colder. I mean I got goose bump... on top of goosebumps. I had put enough money in the machine for 2 hours worth of movies,but the more pressing concern, was what was I going to do? It would be alittle tough to unlock the door & walk down the hall to the front deskwith nothing but my birthday suit. I could sneak a peak and see if anyonewere close and try to get their attention. .. I just wish... that every time I had sex... it was this fun..."I smiled. "Well, it can be!" I said, rubbing her shoulder. I sighed, and looked into her eyes. "Heather, just leave him."She closed her eyes, before looking back into mine. "I can't..."I frowned. "Why not?"She looked away. "I... I'm scared..."I felt anger sweep over me. "You know what, Heather? Fuck that," she seemed surprised at my outburst. "If you aren't happy with that asshole, leave him. If he tries to hurt you, he's just a. “Oh shit! That’s great; fuck my tight little pussy harder! I can’t get enough of your big black cock!” “Don’t you worry sugar, you’re gonna get plenty of cock before we’re done with you,” she heard Eddie respond from somewhere behind her, and then she suddenly felt his hands on her shoulder caressing it. He pushed her forward a little until her ass pushed out back at him. She could tell he had applied the lubricant gel to his cock because he left some on her shoulder. He traced his finger down. He waswearing a classic little-black-dress, with a single strand of fauxpearls, neutral stockings, and simple shoes with two inch heels. He hadon a short wig, center-parted and with bangs, that was auburn with theslightest of blond highlights. Even his make-up was conservative, nomore than the average woman with an office job would wear to work.But he was a man and not a crossdresser by nature. His wife hadgradually eased him into feminization, using her wiles, along withreminders that he.