A flesh stream of arousal was flowing from her, brought on by the taboo sensation of my thumb twisting around in her anus. I pulled it out and pushed ...it in over and over again, just to force her to experience that penetration as much as possible. She could have stopped me if she wanted to. With her strength, she could have snapped the ropes holding her like they were lines of floss. She could have ripped her hands free of the headboard like it was made of wet cardboard. Instead, she held still. Perhaps the little scream was a scream of surprise. I continued to let the slaps fall on her pussy. She flinched slightly at every stroke, but now without sound. Her head began to move from side to side and she had a wide opened mouth. Her breathing was fast and hectic and I could sense that she was almost coming.So I stopped the slapping. Her abdomen was moving in small increments after I had stopped. I bent over her and let my tongue play with her clit. Her head was moving faster and faster. ’ He nodded. I pulled the blue flag that was neatly folded on my belt, and put it over my face, cowboy style. Bear nodded, and did the same with his blue bandana. We slipped out the door, one with the night, and as quiet as ninjas. The would-be-killers expected us to come out of the store from the front, and we were coming in directly behind them. We found hiding in the shadow of an old work van. They weren’t even bothering to use it as cover, they were just standing there waiting for us to. “Damn baby girl, you lookin’ fine”, Tyrone praised the young crossdresser as he poked his head into the small office that served as a dressing room. “You ready for this shit?”Denise took one last look into the mirror and gulped down the glass of wine that she’d been sipping on. She did look good and she knew it. She got up from the plush office chair and straightened her black miniskirt. “Let’s do it.”Tyrone led her out to the warehouse floor where several cameras and lights had been set up.