And now I could feel the end of her womb. I could feel a tissue at the end which was getting pressed with my strokes…and that tissue again was a cir...ular one touching the exact tip of my cock.This generally does not happen with tall women…maybe she has not had a big cock all these years or her hubby does not fuck her at all??With each stroke…madam would revert with a new howl or a cry.She started getting aroused and was going tight. Madam so adjusted herself that I keep fucking and Sheela. I told her that we could put on a wig and a lot of makeup, to avoid being recognized so easily.Friday Susan and I met in the shop at 1230 to get ready, both pretty nervous. We had a beer and shared a bottle of wine to build up some courage and ease up a bit. After about an hour we started helping each other into our gear. First we had to prepare for the panties. Ever since I saw Susan wearing dildopanties the first time I knew I would have to get one for myself. I really wanted the remote. . . 2 . . . 3) she actually did make it all the way to five. ‘Yes, there are five of us.’ She was so proud of her calculations. ‘That is why there are five of us as well.’ Tony was messing with her bimbo mind. He didn’t even ask to come in, he just walked right past her and entered the main room. His friends followed, pushing her aside as well. The last one shut the door and locked it, deadbolt as well. The other four terrified sissies remained curled up, eyes wide open . . . Threat! Fear! They. She was lying near my colleague. She was wearing a loose T-shirt and shorts. I wanted to try my luck since I was not sleeping near her.Even if she wakes up I won’t get caught. Slowly I tried placing my hand over the neck, slightly moved it further. She woke up and started shouting. My colleague woke up and I switched on the light. She was scared and started saying that something touched her.She also said that initially, she heard some noises. We both started laughing and me knowing the truth.