And of course, we'dkeep your shaved legs in pantyhose or tights. On your feet, littleshoes, pumps, ballet flats, mary janes.Just think! Layer upon la...er of clothes - stretchy smooth and tight onthe inside, loose, flowing and light on the outside. Maybe we'd evenstart adding petticoats to some of your outfits or little jackets. Wecould have you put on ruffled sissy bloomers over your pantyhose ortights. And of course we'd put jewelry on you - earrings, necklaces,rings, bracelets. Maybe we'd. Before she could let out a noise which would immediately alert everyone around us to our actions, I mashed our lips together in a hot, passionate kiss, suppressing the surprised and pleasure filled scream that Emma let out when I pulled her down. She kissed me back and we fought for dominance of each other's mouth as Emma stayed still letting her tight little cunt adjust to the large object that was filling her completely.After a couple minutes of just hugging and making out, Emma began to. The leather restraints that held him exposed against the cold stone wall hurt less than the emptiness between his thighs. A voice, neither wholly male nor female had assured him the pain would go away.A muscle in his arm twitched and caused his left breast to wobble,which in turn prompted him to release a slight gasp of arousal. He wanted to see what he was now. He wanted to touch himself, be used by the owners of the smooth androgynous voices that had been his only company all this time. It. ...I pant and moan...and shudder at the sensation..... now I can control myself to say something “ohhhh danny....ohhhh....mmmmmm....yea..fuck me...fuck your little slut!!!" I moaned....I couldn't believe what I was saying...but it just felt to damn good to stop... “danny!!!!! Fuck danny!!!!!" I moan even louder when he goes faster.“yea that's right slut...say my name...ohhh your ass is tighter than your pussy" he says to my panting....he slips his finger in my pussy going in and out....I go.