Her clothes were stripped off and thrown in a corner, too ruined to save. One woman inspected her budding adolescent body while the other drew a bath ...n a big tub. Were they going to drown her, she feared, not having been cleaned that way in her memory?Her hair was washed, untangled, and washed again, then she was shown how to scrub her body. That took a while and some sores were revealed. The women dried her and gave her a simple dress called a caftan. This extended family was not Muslim and. In all honesty, I've anyways wanted to be tied up and used so I was already getting another hardon. "You're going in drag correct." That was not a question, so I simply nodded. She looked relieved and for a minute I thought that was the big set of demands all right there. "If you're dressed in drag, then makeup is a must." I gave her an OK, after all if I'm dressed as a woman what difference will makeup make? "And you have to be shaven."She'd told me early on that she couldn't stand kissing. As her mouth performed its magic for he always appreciated a decent suck he felt the massive tit of Doreen who appreciating the way things were flowing immediately removed her blouse and then her bra and as those melons fell free he utter. "Fuck they're fantastic". He pulled and squeezed her erect nipple while she gave off soft moans and licked her lips. He stopped Karen whose head was resting against his stomach for his entire length was somewhere down her throat. "Give Doreen a chance to. They were in love, two dark lonely souls, alone together in the world needing each other. Feeding off each other for their own sustenance. It just felt right to him, him being with her, holding her small hand in his. He had never felt this satisfied before, this peace before. All his life he had been searching for this feeling. He couldn't believe that he now had found it at this stage in his life. Better late than never, as they say, he thought to himself.They made it to the cottage in no.