"Now fuck me!" she demanded. I put both hands on her hips and started fucking her fast and hard. "Oh yes, that's it. Oh fuck me! Fuck me!" she screame...d. I was pounding away on that cougar pussy, fucking her as hard as I could. I could hear my balls slapping against her with each thrust. "Oh give it to me!" she moaned. "Give it to me, baby. Fuck my pussy!" I looked up and watched myself in the mirror as I fucked Beth's mom from behind. She saw me watching myself. "You like watching yourself fuck. " I'm sorry," I said loudly. The game continued and I remarked thatPatric.,ia, was far more confident and active than she was as a boy. Notthat her skills improved, her serves and assists still were directing aball in random directions (I had to cover my face twice, but severe sightof Mrs. Marczak caused that I didn't comment), but she really had a goodtime. Well, maybe what she witnessed as Patric a year ago somehow hadprepared her for today's events... Or maybe she, as Eve and the rest. Stopping my stroking completely would have been a dead giveaway and, I figured, spoiled the “contest.”Fortunately though, I heard Liz take a series of short breaths and saw her stomach quiver.“Eee, eee, eee!” she cried out. Her body arched and she held the lipstick against her mound for another couple beats before dropping it on the floor.“Unh, ohhh!” she shouted as her orgasm washed over her. I was so entranced watching her shake that I forgot about holding back and climaxed myself.I’d turned. I was shuffled across the room and sat on the edge of a bed. I was pushed back on to it, my legs roughly pulled up and I felt fingers and hands on my trousers. I was quickly stripped of trousers and underpants which were pulled down to my tied ankles. I felt nylon slide around my knees and wrench tight. My ankles were untied. I tried to kick but too many hands held my legs as my socks, shoes, trousers and pants were pulled off. A soft cuff clamped round each ankle and I heard two metallic.