She began even before reaching the springboard, executing a roundoff cartwheel before planting her feet on the board and propelling up and forward wit... terrific velocity.Her hands planted on the vault, the world in slow motion. Her powerful arms and shoulders absorbed the impact, flexed and pushed off ferociously.In the air she twisted twice and back-somersaulted nearly four times, entering a spread-legged tuck.In normal competition, what she had done would have spelled disaster. She was about. "And then,after they've taken the helpless indian maidens out of the cart and dragged them into the house,the raven-haired mistress had removed all of her clothes,placd herself on a sofa and started carresng her hot,wet pussy and firm breasts,while she was looking at each and every one of her newfound 'possessions'."So far,they all look as beautiful as ever.",said the mistress of the house,while she was slowly licking her lips."Now,let's see them without a stitch of clothing on."And after the. That includes hermaphrodites.”The two kept waiting for me to pop a boner. One damn hot looking girl came over, got to her knees, and started to give me what would have been the best blowjob of my life, if I could get hard right now. After trying for around ten minutes to wake the dead, before a slowly growing audience, she tried a different tact.She stood up, pushed her tits into my chest, got my dick between her legs, and did her best to try to get me hard by mashing the head of my dick into. ' said the boy as he grabbedme in headlock. 'At least she is a real girl, not like yousomeone that's been forced to be one.'He pushed me onto the floor, took Emily's hand and led herout. They left the house by the front door.Maggie laughed at my prone figure lying on the floor. Shetold me to get on with the washing. I did.About an hour after they had left Emily and Shane returned.He was carrying a holdall.'Take this sissy and open it,' he said. I dried my handsand took the bag from him. Slowly.