Next clean out my pussy. The prep work done, I showered and decided on what to wear.I laid out black thigh high stockings, a pink thong without a pouc...h for my penis and purse, pink bra, pink lipstick, pink 5” heels, and to top it off a pink wig.I sprayed myself with a perfume and proceeded to put on my bra. My tits are not very big “A” cup but my nipples are always erect. Bra on thong was next; I purposely showered in cold water to shrink my penis and purse, so that I could push my stubby penis. I watched from behind the stack of pallets as Ben, the husband of the PTA Vice President jerked his short, chubby cock with his right hand while he harshly gripped his balls with his left. Mike, the motherfucker balls deep in my wife's neck seemed to be the ringleader as he barked directions to the group of dads degrading my once innocent angel. Her hair was knotted in a mess as he used her ponytail to furiously jerk her head up and down onto to skinny dick. Her face was visibly flushed, even. She put her fingers through my hair. Through the thin curtain I could see the silhouettes of other dancers walking past through the change room. I half hoped they couldn’t see us, but then the thought of being watched at this act made me more excited. Someone could open that curtain any minute and see us. After resting against her naked body, I walked to the mirror to see what my make-up was like. It was smudged everywhere. ‘Oh, no.’ I said, ‘My make-up!’ I wasn’t sure what do because my make. “Norm are you okay? What hurts? Can you move?”“I can’t feel my legs and I am having trouble breathing.”“I have sent an emergency call. A helicopter should be here soon! Do not try to move anything. I am here and will see you through this!”I had a thermal blanked I wrapped him in and kept talking to him. “Just look at me. Don’t worry, help is coming. You are going to be fine!”“Sorry I messed up the trip and the machine. I will be okay,” he whispered.“Don’t worry about that shit! Just stay with.