I chatted enthusiastically about them to Abi, wondering whether I could be sure what size I wanted."Can I help you, Miss?" a voice suddenly said softl... behind me. "Would you like to try one on?"I suddenly felt overwhelmed with embarrassment and I could feel my cheeks redden as I looked round to see the salesgirl standing there. She was probably in her early twenties, blond, pale blue eyes, good-looking, and very self-assured - but with a quite warm and relaxed smile on her face. "Err, no, we. Mary’s tight pussy could squeeze even tighter, and Jean knew how to make it do that, and how to massage my balls. Pat’s and Trish’s orgasms couldn’t have been as good as Mary’s and Jean’s, but Trish’s must have been very good from the way she flushed pussy juice in my face. Mine couldn’t have been better, not the way Mary’s pussy was clutching him as she had hers. We all relaxed and slowly recovered. Hands moved around, finding breasts, taking them from someone else’s hand to fondle, rubbing. Twenty minutes passed as the crowd danced, partying, while the mom-of-4 hung there, sweaty, naked and so wet you could hear the dildo sloshing inside of her. Renee's cries of ecstasy and suffering turned to screams.Finally she screams out, "FUCK ME, please. FUCK ME!"The monster cock was removed, and then she was unhooked. She fell to her hands and knees, but her hands were still cuffed and the spreader bar was still attached to her ankles. The crowd gathered around her. Renee looked up and. Once you feel feminine, you will eventually develop theconfidence and grace needed to be a lady. The guy in a dress will simplyfade away."Deportment training that night was as rigorous as any Jack had undergoneup to that point. Rose was harsh in her criticisms.After an hour of practicing the basics, Rose allowed Jack a break, hespent the next twenty minutes sitting crossing and uncrossing his legs atthe thigh. He was forced to keep at it until the action appeared totallynatural, like he had.