Lucy and Fliss remained laying on their backs, thighs spread wide, holding hands and smiling lovingly at each other. George could see the red, punish...d, swollen lips of their sex and dribbles of semen and vaginal mucus forming puddles between their legs.Just three hours later George stood again by the lake, his wife by his side, resting her head gently against his shoulder, enjoying the peace. The tents and camping gear had been cleared away, goodbyes had been said and his guests had. She was also vaguely aware that ‘Pink Pussycats’ was a club in Chelmsford frequented by crossdressers and their admirers.“Yes you’re quite the pretty little chubette aren’t you girly? What’s your name?”“Doris,” she whimpered.“Well Doris; why don’t you leave making scran for a while and take care of this instead,” Knocker grinned through his rotten teeth.To Doris’ horror Knocker pulled her close to him and drew her hand inside his greatcoat and placed it on his gnarled cock whilst lowering his. Grabbing her arms he helps her sit up before circling her waist with his hands and lifts her off the truck bed, sliding her naked body down his front, causing her nipples to sc**** across his denim shirt and she moans with intensified desire. He captures her lips with his once more, clutching her braid with one hand, holding her head still so he can completely claim them, taking her tongue between his teeth, biting it softly before drawing it in, sucking so hard it causes her to whimper softly. Once they were fitted I applied the superglue and bingo, no slippage possible.Gracie could open her eyes.I explained that for the next 48 hours she was going to be blind, so I would feed her and help her with things. She could shower and sleep, the glue was medical and intended for such things. She had been here long enough to know her way around, including the bathroom. When time was up the goggles would come off and she was back in the bag.Next I explained that if I let her go, I expected her.