You pause, buried to the hilt, before sliding slowly back, almost pulling out of me, and then thrusting your way back in. “You’re our slut now, si...ssy,” you taunt, as you fuck me. And I’ve never felt more like a slut. “Tell me you’re my bitch,” you order. I try to comply, but have your friend’s black penis stuffed into my mouth, and can only try to make myself understood as you both laugh at your cross-dressing white whore. I manage to stammer out the words “Master, I’m your bitch” amid the. She then sat me down and someone worked on my hair while they also painted my toes and finger nails. When I was done she handed my suit back and told me to dress and I was to meet my wife outside by the bar. When I went outside she was sitting down at a table with a couple of men in bathing suits. They were talking and laughing. I sat down and a waiter came over with a drink for me. I took a taste and she had ordered my favourite drink. I was relaxed and in heaven, dressed and shaved and in. "Nick," dad calls from downstairs. "I've found them, do you want to-woah," dad pauses as he sees me descend the stairs in all my feminineglory."Guess I'm going to have to get used to this sight," dad statesstoically, handing me the roll of black bin bags. "And this... Allthis... Is it even comfortable?" More comfortable than I've ever been in my life," I say honestly."Everything about it feels so right. Everything." And where the hell did they come from?" Dad asks, pointing at mybreasts."The. I image that she is one of the girl of that movie. I image that she is sucking my cock as in that movie. I found that she was with two of her friends chatting. Watching her face and her sexy ass my cock stood up just then conductor told me to go further inside to put more passengers in. Just then when I was passing my bulge cock incidentally touched her ass cheek in a sudden she looked to me then she was back again. I was just a side of her then she was also pussed by the conductor now she was.