Melanie still had her blue jeans shorts, checkered blouse and jean jacket on. We laughed and joked as the bound slut twisted helplessly on the deck....Her muffled screams betrayed her terror. I pushed with my foot turning her over. The others took turns. We taunted her. “Slut. Whore. Cunt. Want to ass fuck you. Cum Slut. Worthless piece of meat.”Melanie was around 5’ 6” carrying around an extra 20 pounds. Nice full tits and ass. The six of us knelt around her. Our hands ran over her. Years ago in facing the urge to crossdresswell I went to a tranformation service in Connecticut. While I had toovercome the intial trepidation of openly admitting to the proprietor thatI was a life long crossdresser I quickly determined that she was entirelyaccepting and moreover encouraging. Over the next few hours my look waspolished to the enth degree and she achieved a degree of realism I hadnever been able to achieve on my own. Being fully dressed, made up andcoiffed I looked and felt. ) of a longhorn bull—declared he was, "going to tit-fuck the one with the biggest dugs for starters". He did so while his daddy butt fucked Juliette so hard the teenager screamed and wept and begged him to stop.The high point of the evening, according to the boy, was when he forced his cock into Fiona's pussy while she was sitting on his Daddy's lap, unable to wriggle off the fleshy pole the cattle man had rammed up her fundament. As he and his daddy screwed the helpless woman the young man. ”“Note for next time”, I said, “if there ever is one.” I then sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up one leg of the tights. Bunching them up like one does with a sock, I placed my right foot in and pulled the tight up my leg. The lace top came to a halt halfway up my thigh; I shifted my foot then pulled the opaque material up my leg before pulling the top further up, settling an inch short of my crotch. I then repeated the exercise with the left leg, making sure the tops finished level.