It feels so fucking good…,” Jess pushed all the way in grunting with a****listic pleasure as she orgasmed hard. Carrie could only cry as the woman...crushed her weight against her pushing the strap on as deep as it would go,” Oh my fucking God Carrie you are going to blow the stockings off my friends when I let them use you…”,”OOOHHHUUUMMPHHH!!!”, Carrie struggled in vain, Jess merely smiled, patted her slaves ass cheek and pumped slowly, a look of triumph on her face ,” Oh yeah babe you can. His fingers searched for any loose laced loops.A torn open mail order box sat by his patent leather pumps that hestood wearing with dark pantyhose. The donned inventory of apparelcurrently feminizing his body at that moment included an all black setof female attire: sheer dancer tights, high-heeled pumps, corset, and awide strapped thong-like panty under the nylons. The panty helped hidehis manhood better. Red lipstick and dark eyeshade made for a sultryaddition -- he imagined anyway. His. I nodded in bliss. “Will you exercise patience and obscurity, as we discussed?” “Yes, Maitena. I promise,” I told her vehemently. “Anything, anything at all.” “Well then,” she said as she wrapped her hands in my hair, “I believe we have an accord. But know this. If you defy me in any way, your last four days will seem like fairy floss at the park compared to what I will do to you.” She used her grip in my hair to force me onto my knees before tipping my head back to look up at her. I could. "I bet you want to release it for him don't you and stroke it." Her mouth told Kyle that comment was rude, but her mind thought yes...yes I want to free it and run a finger along its length and feel it throb in my hand. Kyle moved closer but still out of view from the stranger and maintained his commentary;"Look at you, my rude wife making another man hard. Are you excited and horny, do you need me to touch you?"Kate was tingling and wanted her mans touch, so she broke gaze from the stranger.