Just some lipstick, since no makeupwas needed, and we walked out of Gina's, or rather, my room, to see mom.My walk was different, and I noticed I had ... decided swing to my hips, butmost of all, I could feel my boobs bouncing in the bra with every step. Itwas a very weird feeling.As I stood there in front of mom I realized that I was no longer indenial. I had envied Gina for years, her femininity was almostoverpowering, yet she had a gentle way about her that defied explanation.I had always. “Tabatha Gray, put her hands behind your back, you’re coming with me.” I announced again.One companion wised up and said, “Better do as she says Tabby.”Even with my hair pulled back and buffed from a year of workouts, some still confused me with a girl. Not letting it distract me from my goal, I said nothing to her.Tabby girl was pissed but seeing her friend go down took the fight out of her. Stomping like a two-year-old, she stood in front of me and turned around. I clicked the cuffs on while. She started unbuttoning his shirt while he took one of the breasts in his mouth and kneaded the buttocks with both hands. This process was slow because she was taking long in unbuttoning them. The men got impatient and demanded that they be allowed to remove their clothes them selves. Girish laughed and agreed. In less than ten seconds, all of them were in their birthday suits. Now my wife was to be passed on in pairs! Two men played with her for twenty seconds. The first one had the top and. The hands kept stroking my breasts and tweaking my nipples and I wasstill being fucked from behind, just slowly. I wanted, and got, a fingerplaying with my rear hole, my arse. It's such a nasty word.I love my arse hole being played with while I'm being fucked, and rightnow I was being beautifully fucked with long slow strokes. I wasn'tready to cum again yet but I just loved the combination of having a rockhard cock sliding smoothly in and out of my body, and what I imagined asa slender finger.