Hazel gasped as he slipped a finger into her pussy and began working it in and out of her. I couldn't really see what he was doing but whatever it was... Hazel seemed to be enjoying it and she began to work her hand up an down his shaft. Another good photo opportunity not to be wasted. I put the camera down for a moment and crossed to the bed, taking hold of the top of Hazel's panties. She looked at me, smiled and raised her hips again, allowing me to pull them down over her legs. Now I could see. She complied, and he bit his lip, trying not to moan.“What am I supposed to do with this hot girl in her tiny little dress right in front of me?” Ben asked, moving his hips in time with Jess’ stroking. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to have to bend you over one of those tables.”Jess hummed in pleasure, her face flushing again. She opened her mouth to respond, before being interrupted by a tap on her shoulder. She turned around quickly, standing in front of Ben to hide the growing bulge in. He said he wouldn’t be back until Sunday afternoon, I hope it’s ok…..”That’s when I remembered I had agreed to keep an eye out for Bree this weekend, not that she needed much watching knowing she would spend most of the weekend in our apartment complex’s pool. “Of course it’s not a problem” I told her as I kept walking towards my room to get out of my work clothes.When I came back out a few minutes later after changing into shorts and a shirt I grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked over to. It can only experience orgasm vicariously through the climax of real men in its mouth and in its anus, but it is ultimately destined to eternal frustration.When the man is finished, he will not thank you. He will just push your face into the pillow once again, as he gets up and gets dressed, leaving you lying limply, defeated, face down, aching, maybe bleeding, dressed like a woman, with his cumm seeping from inside you.You have been fucked like a woman, but you are not a woman.You are a failed.