When I became conscious I took the ear buds out. I heard the wind and thunder and saw the lightning. The house was creaking and groaning. “We’re afraid and can’t sleep,” Audra said loudly. Just then there was a flash and bang that shook the crossdresser house. Both women screamed. “Can we stay in here with you?” Eileen asked with a trembling voice. I was still a little groggy and maybe what she said did not completely register. “Uh, sure,” I said. Just then the wind whipped in the open window rattling the shade and blew something off the dresser and onto the floor. I got out of bed to close the window. Lightening flashed lighting the room at least near the window. When I walked back to the bed Eileen was still standing on one side and Audra on the other. With a surprised tone Audra said, “You're not wearing anything!” I hadn't even thought about, but I always slept in the nude. I retrieved a pair of underwear from the dresser nearby. Lightning continued to flash and I was able to see the both Eileen and Audra were wearing “silky” nightgowns of some type. I pulled a t-shirt out of the dresser and put that on also. How is this going to work?” I asked with the wind still howling, the house creaking and rattling, the lightening flashing, and the thunder booming. “Y.you in the m.middle,” said Eileen with hesitation and fear. “Y.yes, in the m.middle,” Audra agreed with the same tone. I looked her way as amateur she spoke. Lightening flashed and I saw her body outline when the light came through her nightgown. She had the slim figure I knew she had, but I shemale was appreciative of the curves I observed. I got into bed now looking Eileen’s direction. With the next lightening flash I saw her shadow on the Solo wall. She was more rounded and I could see the roundness of her breasts. Audra got into the bed and rested her head on my left shoulder. Eileen got into bed and rested her head on my right shoulder. They both snuggled close to me as I lay on my back. I put an arm around each of them reaching down to their lower backs. “No monkey business,” Eileen said. The warmth of their bodies pressing against me was welcome and very pleasurable. They pulled the indian sheet and bedspread up over the top of us. To the one side was the smell of a fruity shampoo. To the other a lemony scent. The storm continued outside. With each boom of thunder the women reacted by pressing closer. I started thinking about the situation and my penis reacted. I felt it was pushing against my underwear and then raising the sheet and bedspread. I lay still, trying to divert my thoughts to something else. But you really have done a great job cheering the old Solo place up.” You went to the Hub, all those years ago.” I bounce my bubbly rounded ass up and down faster and harder, making wet slapping noises all over my son’s cock as I moans and groans. She wore a strapless purple crop top short enough to show off her midriff with dangling thin yellow ropes. I then turned back to Karen and did the same. As she pulled her pants back up, she asked him, "So what're you gonna do?" My rounded ears grew points, my chest grew breasts, my pale skin turned to bronze, and my white irises turned orange. What was to follow I wasn’t sure, but it seemed this old man knew how to torture a woman. I again said I shemale was getting late. Once his cock went inside her. “Call me George.” and I don’t want to..” In a spasmodic motion that sent her entire body into indian a convulsion, Claire bucked her hips forward and arched her back while she let out a pornographic expulsion of pleasure from between her lips. I was told to stay where l was and she came back with wipes to begin cleaning the sticky mess, Silvia was thorough with her cleaning she exposed the head of my cock and gave that a good wipe, next she wiped my shaft and right under my balls, once l was cleaned to her satisfaction, l was kissed on the forehead and told l was a good boy. Roger delighted in the power and control he had to restrict or allow her to breath. It had plain sheets, white with mauve flowers on it, and a few pillows. She was a desirable, young, sexy, white American housewife with a body to die for, yet she felt like she was the privileged one sucking this ugly black islander. Big soft lips, cute little nose, long dark hair and an adorable mischievous grin. And in the wheel well of the back seat they installed another fuel tank of fifty gallons to augment the regular one of twenty-five. I remind Sandy that I wont be able to get away until she recovers, looks like only quickies for a while she says .She giggles and we know how much you like them as we start walking ,only yours I said stepping back and checking her figure. And he contacted Mrs. Darby crossdresser to see if she could facilitate that for a short-term loan, and she said that it would be a snap to process. It wouldn’t be right” Her hand wraps around my cock as she responds, “Yes Sir.” My hand slips under her hips so my fingers are spreading her pussy lips, letting a finger slip inside her. Spitting into his hand, the man pressed his fingers against her slit. As soon as both his father and sisters were out of sight, Liam pulled his boxers down and wrapped his hand around his cock. Wendy blinked. Her long aurburn hair a tangled mess, her face slick with tears, and her voice cracking with fear. "Stop it!" she amateur cried out. Deana saw her brother turned towards the gate, so she ducked under, hastily pulling her bottoms up and surfacing a few feet to the left. (I push into you all the way, you begin to moan and I reach around with my other hand and stick my fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet) ... Finally after about four hours Anita drove up to an adult emporium.