"Yes..." she moaned. She could hear Rick jerking off steadily now as he watched and listened to their talk. Marcus started to push the thick head of h...s ebony shaft into her, pausing a moment to look in her eyes, then suddenly sliding it, stopping when he felt that familiar "popping" sensation. Leigh gasped. The feeling of his thick cockhead stretching her tight opening was unbelievable. She wanted more. Whimpering, she tried to push her hips up to meet him. "You want more?" Marcus teased,. I didn't feel for her at all. I was feeling the things that she was feeling for me. It was all starting to make some sense. I would definitely have to be more careful about how I felt about things. It was obvious that it was hard to decipher my feelings from other people's feelings. If someone could make me feel that way with absolutely no previous experience or even opinions, what else could they do? Or what else could I let them do?It was pretty scary, to say the least. I was so unsure of. I finished dressing. Light tan coloured tights gently hugged my hips andgave my legs a delightful feminine shape. I slipped my dress over myhead, ensuring I didn't get any make up on it, and adjusted the fit. Andfinally closing the buttons at the back of my neck.I gently brushed my wig out, and gently placed it on my head. I adjustedthe fit and brushed it out again. Putting on my glasses I let out agirlish gasp as I caught sight of my self in the mirror. John had gone.Katie was looking back at. "Feeling better this morning are we?" came the soft inquiry."Hmmm," replied the completely contented young woman."Then it is time I showed my appreciation for what you sacrificed last night. You were magnificent in your agony. I sensed your every physical and emotional pain, felt you violated, plumbed the depths of your debasement and humiliation. It was truly a memorable evening." It was for you, Mistress, only for you. You wished me to share myself with others and I did and will again as.