“Awesome!” Paul exclaimed, “He even has a hard-on already!”“Have him make us a drink,” He ordered.I pointed Brian to the bottles of Scotch...on the table. While Brian was playing bartender, Paul was taking off my clothes. He pushed me down on the bed and fingered my pussy. Brian was standing dutifully at the end of the bed with the drinks. Paul looked up smiling and grabbed the glasses.“He seems like a good slave. Does he suck cock?”"Yes," I answered, "Brian is very talented. Would you like him. On the drive over she seemed to calm and to be planning. “When we get to your house Malcolm we are going to leave my car just round the corner. We will enter the house very quietly. If they are up in your bedroom we will simply sit in your lounge and wait for them to come downstairs. Then my dear, – you may leave the talking to me. Is that clear?” “Yes,” squeaked a now terrified Malcolm. They arrived and entered as planned. The noises coming from upstairs made two things very clear. The first. Regardless I knew he would want to see me dressed up like this and I loved the thought of him having to wait in line at the till with a stonking hard on! So I opened the door to give him a quick flash. As I did this I saw that the shop assistant has gone so before my bloke knew what was happening I grabbed his t-shirt and pulled him into the cubicle. I pushed him against the wall and stepped back so he could get a good look at me. “Fuck me you look sexy, I’m getting a right hard on”,. ”“That’s kind of disgusting, isn’t it?” the teenager asks.“What? Getting some dick?” Nola asks, raising an eyebrow.“Yeah,” Tabitha says, nodding.“Not at all,” the woman answers, looking slightly offended. “We’re all human honey. I mean how is it not weird that two woman sleeping together or two shemales, or even a shemale with a man or woman?”Tabitha shrugs her shoulders. “Well it hot seeing two women together. Besides I’ve...” George has slept with a shemale before, but he has always figured.