After a few seconds, down went her panties - pink this time - and she went straight for her vibrator. Whatever she was watching must have really turne...d her on.I was right there with her. Even though I was wearing sweatpants instead of jeans, I felt extremely constrained. I pushed them and my underwear down, though I only gave my cock a little squeeze at first to calm it down. I had to give it a harder one when she slid her vibrator in her mouth to wet it before aiming it at her pussy.I zoomed. "Fran, I, and the bed were soaked from her overactive vagina, so we moved the party to the shower and got cleaned up before Act II began. While we cleaned up, Roberta changed the sheets, and pillow cases, tossing the soiled ones in the washer, and was waiting for us, naked and energetically servicing herself with a vibrator, when we came in from the bathroom.Being a guy in a girl's body made everything we did amazing, educational, and fun – the first time. In the back of my head I could hear. We were encouraged by the visitors as well, telling us how they could see the froth escaping from me and coating Mark’s hard cock. They were all talking at once, telling Mark to make it hurt, to fuck me good, to bounce his balls off my ass. I pushed back against his thrusting as best I could with my legs so far spread. I tried to reach up to him but was unable to bring my arms out. I was a captive for his use, unable to fight back yet willing to have him use my body for his pleasure. Mark put. “Aahhh... oh no...” half sobbed Miralda, head drooping. I knew she was wondering how she could possibly endure nine more like that. Yet, if she did not, she would suffer even greater pain. “Three... eeee... Mistress... “ she gasped out, rallying herself a little. “Thank... ahh... thank you... M-Mistress...”This is all my doing, I thought, as the fourth stroke lashed across Miralda’s wildly clenching nates. I could have saved her this; even if at some risk to myself. However, I must confess, I.