It was noticeable that Dottie was extremely fair of face and that her hips and bottom were so much like a female's that many of the men would not hesi...ate to poke her backside even if they thought her to be a pretty young lad. Boroth was well acquainted with tightness of her nether hole by now and he prized it regardless of her gender. Her slit and breasts were well hidden and disguised so he had not reason to suspect that she was anything but a perverted boy happy to service older male's. ‘Yeah, that’s it, you sweet little girl. Your mom would be proud of you pleasing men like she does,’ said Ron. ‘And I bet you like a big, hard cock inside you like she does, too.’ I was busy lapping up his juicy pre-cum with my eager tongue, but I nodded ‘yes’ at his suggestion of fucking my ass. Women know how to dress to make men want to fuck them. And I was glad to learn how to dress to please men so well from my sexy and glamorous mother. Having her boyfriend telling me that he wanted to. He rolled off her and cradled her into his side. The wine was still pumping through their bodies, stirring their bl**d into a frenzy of lust. The effects would keep them aroused until light started to peek over the horizon, long after many of the crowd had made the decision to return to their homes and await the ceremony that would take place in the early hours of the morning. When she could rest no longer, Princess rolled to her side and up onto her knees. She laid her partner flat on his back. She hadn't eaten since the evening before. She went in to her room for a long hot shower before getting ready. When I walked in to check on her she was sitting on the bed in a pair of sheer white thigh high stockings and her favorite espadrilles. I wanted to talk about what had happened to her but she promised to tell me everything she could remember right after I fed her. Then she asked "Would you like me to wear the dress I wore last night?" Rather than say anything I walked to the clothes.