.. ooopppp!”Ccrraa... aacckkk!Now Mara felt what her sister had just felt... and she contorted, writhed and screamed just as agonisedly. I gave her ...ive. Then I gave Deema an extra one so that they were level again. I like to be fair! Then I had both weeping, sobbing girls carried up and down before the rest of the group. I pointed to those blood-red weals now Slashed across quivering buttock flesh.“Does anyone else want to have stripes like that across her bottom?” I demanded.Silence. Only. Had a feeling not to wear them... i slide my hand up her inner thighs. her pussy was soaking wet as i cupped her pussy in my hand..i slid my index finger in and curved it. as i fingered her slowly at first. her pussy being tight as always. i carried on as i could feel her whole body shiver from the pleasure. i bit her in the neck then the back. as she begged me to stop hitting my hand away. she went stright to the desk bending over it asking me to fuck her like never before.looking out the. She had already cum at least 9 times so far, though not with me yet. When she cums it is intense, so you better believe it was taking something out of her.Chrissy was moaning and cumming over and over. Brock was finally ready and Chrissy said she wanted it on her face. It was obvious she wanted to watch that black monster explode. She opened her mouth as he fucked her mouth again. She is not a real good deep throat girl, but she was getting an awful lot of his cock in her mouth. He finally. In many ways it's a strange and ironic path that my life is taking. Sometimes I wonder what else can happen to me. You see, I've always liked women's clothing. I like the look, the feel, and the psychological benefits I receive crossdressing. However, I'm getting ahead of myself. It all started around the age of five. My mother accidentally put one of my older sister's knee socks in with my socks. It must have happened with static in the laundry. Anyway, I found it in my sock and underwear.