It’s time for your first spanking of the day!” My ass was still aching, but I did as I was told. I bent over the table, and Mom picked up a wooden...spatula.She lightly tapped it against her palm as she looked at me. “I fear that your ass has faded it color overnight. It’s not as red and shiny as it was.I guess I’m going to have to work at it until it’s nicely colored again.” She giggled as she plaved her hand on the small of my back, then swung the spatula hard against my ass. It stung a bit,. He'd wipeoff his lipstick, but as often as not he'd forget or not bother toremove his mascara or eyeliner. I thought that was fine -- it madehis eyes more emphatic, like a woman's, and it put at least some ofhis commitment to femininity on public display. So I'd say nothingabout it. We had a ball. We went into lingerie shops, sportswear, betterdress shops, all sorts of places, and bought all sorts of things. At first he enjoyed playing the beleaguered husband protesting hisextravagant. But... I have to lower my sights, lower my... how the hell do womentake it?? I'm a good cook! I like cooking! I even like tiding up! Butit's never enough! But I love the bastard!"Randie was feeling the same. Physically she had adapted, inside therewas still too much..."I had to take control of the company! The idiots got no vision! Noscope... Okay! There are personal matters too. I always had a likingfor... strong muscular women. That feeling is still there... only nowit's stronger. And he's. Tulsi- which one of u would go first..Me – I’ve have any time to fuck.. Let the ass fucked soul get his chanceTulsi- yeahTulsi saw the waiter and replied come on.. He was hard by the every sight of tulsi’s body. He asked tulsi are you anal virgin..Tulsi grinned and waiter understood and he slowly enter his cock into her pussy.And started ramming her with rhythm and while I was sitting and watching her shagging my cock. Tulsi started to moan with every stroke the waiter fucked her and she saw.