"Candace was now painting the inside edge of Caren's labia with a special emphasis on her clit. I took my iPhone and snapped a few pictures of her art...ork. "Now I have something on you. Even Steven." I turned to the pool and unceremoniously threw myself in. As I swam around the paint washed away and dissolved into the clear water."I like the way my pussy looks. I don't want to wash it off." Yeah, me neither. And I like my freckles, too."I shrugged as I got out of the pool and walked back. In surprise she let him slip from her lips, but the gouts of sperm kept coming, and before she could recover, her nose, forehead and blonde curls were sticky with the stuff. As quickly as she could she took him back into her mouth to get the rest.As you might imagine, "the rest" was considerable. A horny 16-year old with an 8-inch prick and a bloated scrotum had enough left to fill her cock-stuffed mouth to overflowing. She swallowed some (not bad, she thought), and some leaked out and dripped. The list went on and on, oh of course, Jess’s category, “shemale/T-girls”. Well Jess was more in-between to a glorified crossdresser/ transvestite to a shemale, but she bet they didn’t care one bit. Jess was just going to try and embrace this moment and her time here, it seemed to be in good company and like there was a common understanding for the sole need of pleasure here. It was unimaginable to Jess to find this on her doorstep back home, the time to let go was here and now. The rooms too. I got reliefed they bet was going off. But then james came with one of them " This is your new master for an hour u must obey him at all costs." "Hi"- he said , "but didnt u tie?, MAster " i asked, "yeah so we both won" he laugh, i pretrefied again , i got up and folowed my new master.We arrieved at their location "People this is Bitch or slave " they laugh " What you mean, oh my god he is wearing a g-string" "I mean he will do anything told for us", they were 10 guys and 3 girls there."Wanna.