‘Of course my dear. You’ve been a good girl.’ The maid turned back towards Angel and lowered her lips to Angel’s. The girl kissed softly as fi...rst and then pushed her tongue into Angel’s mouth. Angel was still so aroused that she could not help but to respond. Her back arched up slightly and the maid passed her hand over Angel’s breasts. Mrs. Beecham stepped in. ‘Estelle, that’s enough now. You may go.’ The maid quietly collected the towels she had brought in and left the room and also took the. Michael's cock was now rock hard and pressed up against her, so he grabbed her sexy, juicy hips and began to dry hump her back. The two let out small gasps of pleasure as they stood in the hallway, pleasuring themselves on each other's bodies. It was only dryhumping by name: Michael's leg was almost glistening with Emily's juices, and Emily could feel Michael's cock leaking onto her skin through both of their bathing suits.Suddenly Emily pulled Michael into the bathroom and closed the door.. "Sure, what do you want to watch?" I asked.I turned the laptop towards her so could see the screen. I had been on a porn page, just scrolling through pages, and she looked at me with a big grin. She took over, scrolling through images, as she read out little titles below each image."BBC cuckold," she laughed, "No... hmmm, mature meets two boys... MMF threesomes.... big cock cumshots..." she said quietly as she kept scrolling. She stopped and clicked on an image, opening the movie on the. It was like a siren song,luring me into the depths of my new femininity.But wasn't there hope that I needn't stay this way? If we all stucktogether as a team, perhaps we could still convince the Judge to changeus back. In numbers, there is strength. I could not give into this image.I was still Jason Stromberg - strong, intelligent and male. Yes, aboveall, I was male. I had to be male. This dress, as beautiful as it was onmy curved body, was a white flag of surrender - surrender to a life.