I lifted myarms as I felt Ophelia wrap the elasticated belt around my waist,cinching it in slightly and giving me a more feminine figure."...Feels lik... I'm wearing a corset," I laughed as Ophelia fastened thebelt shut."Maybe next time, you will," Ophelia said. "Maybe next time, I will too,as I've never worn a corset before, but I've always wondered what it waslike..."My look is completed when Ophelia places a small chain of black plasticbeads around my neck, allowing them to fall into my dress. Her ass was so tight that it took me over a minute just to get the head of my cock in. I couldn't help but moan in delight as my cock slowly disappeared in her ass. Once I'd got a few of my seven inches into her hole, I stopped still to let her adjust to this new sensation. Fatima was almost crying in pain but she didn't want me to stop. She was struggling to regulate her breathing and I stroked her hair to try and help her relax. After a few minutes of this, she was ready for more. I gave. I immediately said sorry to her and asked her to show whether her skin has burned or not. But she said no its ok but still I requested her to check me otherwise there will be a mark on her thigh. After thinking for a while she said ok. And here comes my opportunity I slowly lifted her black saree, she wore a black petticoat under her saree. Her legs were so soft and whitish in color. My cock started to raise again. I lifted her saree up to her thighs and I was in seventh heaven to see her. He laughed as he wentback to Margie and sat alongside her once more. He leaned close andgave her a long deep kiss. She put one hand on his muscular thigh andstroked it through his tight jeans, moving closer and closer to hiscrotch. I could see the familiar bulge growing there and knew they weregoing to subject me to further insults; he was going to take her to thebedroom and have his way with her. She would be a willing andenthusiastic partner. And what would my role be in their.