“Your nipples say different.” He whispered, his hands moving to cup her heavy breasts. He was right thought Sophie; her nipples really were pushin...g against the taut dress. His hands roamed freely across her tits, caressing the rigidity of her nipples, squeezing and pushing them together. “We should go inside.” He breathed, pushing her towards the door. Sophie was on sensory overload. She couldn`t deny that his hands had felt wonderful, but by stepping back into the club she knew that she was. Alexia blinked up, drinking in the sight of Emily in the dimmed light.She still wore her glasses, her lips painted a bright slut red, but for the first time the thick woman had let her long dark hair down, it cascaded down her shoulders and across her bare chest. She was wearing more clothes, but in terms of privacy they covered less. She wore thigh high black leather boots laced up the front and a black corset that started above her smooth pussy and finished below her breasts, making her seem. They had helped smooth her skin,grow out her little breasts and shrink up her once masculine penis. Therewasn't much masculine about her sissy clit now other then it's flaccidappearance. Of course when ever Suzette was humiliated or excited, inreality they were the same thing, her sissy clit would fill with blood in anattempt to resemble an erection. It was pitiful, but it would cause justenough of a bulge that you could almost see it beneath the layers of silkand satin. This was a wonderful. Now he was working himself up again at the prospect of being able to put Ben on the spot and prove to the others that the man wasn't all he seemed."Big-shot! They all think he's the best thing since sliced bread, but I'll show them. I'll show them how much of a fraud he really is. I'll show them that he's only ever bothered about himself and having control over others. I'll show them!" David, why are you up so early?" asked a sleepy Beckie.David spun round to see his mate shuffling from the.