I want... Oh fuck, yeah... yeah."She squealed in my ear, loud enough to make me flinch. I didn't mind, it was the sexiest damn sound I'd ever heard. C...arlotte's tight pussy contracted on my cock and her hips bucked as she drove her pussy down on my hard cock.I moaned as her frenzied pumping milked the last of my cum from my spent cock. But I kept my thumb moving on her clit, keeping Charlotte in the throes of her own orgasm. She was pulling hard on her nipples while she yelped and ground her. Cara's hand reaches the waist of Stacy's skirt and lightly continues down to her knees. Stacy feels her legs instinctively opening up for the woman's hand. She takes a slight comfort knowing Becca was probably once on this couch, going through the exact same thing. Knowing Becca probably felt the same rushes of nervous excitement, while soaking her panties with anticipation. "Stacy, dear," Cara calls, playfully reminding her she'd asked a question. Tell her. Be honest with her. Just give. " We all replied in unison. We all got up and headed off to the other side of the small structures. The other team were still out on the pitch celebrating their win. We found the door open to their dressing room so headed inside.Their dressing room looked amazing, so clean and bright white. We saw a large note stuck to the wall.It read: "To the losers: kneel down on the marks on the floor."We looked to the floor and sure enough, about a foot infront of the long white tiled bench were the black. ." What!? But I don't want to! I like being me! I'm happy! I like being alittle girl now! Why can't you just let me stay this way!?" I screamedat him, starting to cry."Look, I'm sorry. If I had any say in the matter, I would let you staylike that, but it's out of my hands. It's a miracle I've been able torestrain myself from doing it for this long. I imagine I only have aminute or two until I can't restrain myself any longer..." heexplained."So why are you telling me all this!? Why did you have.