But he carries on. His throbbing hard on feels so good in my tiny hand, I can barely close my fingers around the shaft and then he’s in my pussy. Hi...s index finger strokes in and out of my swollen, silky smooth labia, which are beginning to deposit little beads of moisture on his fingers. Oooh that’s good! He’s good! Stroking my clit with his thumb, while his fingers go deeper into my pussy. I’m so wet - he’s so hard and we both begin to groan in our own way. His gruff and manly, mine soft. "Emily helped Jack put on the wig and spent a few moments making sure itsat properly and looked natural. She then stepped back to check herhandiwork, nodded approvingly and then told Jack to turn round and lookin the mirror.As Jack saw his reflection, he was shocked. It was almost as if hisface had been reshaped and he now bore more than a passing resemblanceto Pippa."How did you do it?" he gasped."There are tricks with makeup we can use to make noses and chins looksmaller, and to highlight. "Are you going to fuck me or not?" I asked with a smirk still on my lips as I opened my legs again to present myself to him. My eyes shut tight, and I squirmed a bit for him, though I could hear his moaning and I felt the tip of his hard cock push against my clit, to which I moaned as well."Hell yes, I'm going to fuck you." He said in a husky tone into my ear as he pushed inside quickly, making me gasp out and moan louder.I could feel every vein on his shaft rub against my tight walls, and. I blushed, but he didnt seem to mind. He stood and took my bowls, his plate, and his glass back into the kitchen. Now I really had to pee. Looking around, I saw the door to the bathroom standing ajar and I began to crawl to it. Just when I also reached it, my collar shocked me and I yelped. It continued shocking me until I backed up a few paces. Brent rushed out of the kitchen to see me attempting to take the damn collar off. What the hell do you think you are doing?! He yelled at me, yanking.