"Why do you want these clothes, Duncan?"

Duncan laughs with his cock **** out the blonde girl name Bridgette. "Haha. To see how **** you are to please me." He slaps her face with his huge cock and then pushes it back in her throat. "I want to see if you're willing to go to any lengths for me."

You swallow hard and hand him the panties and stockings.

"Good, now put them on." He throws them at your feet.

"What?"

"Come on, Knobby. Don't make me tell you twice." He said menacingly.

You feel like you're on the verge of tears. "I can't."

"Yes, you can. And you will. Now hurry up."

You sigh and pick up the purple panties, slipping them on. They're tight and efficiently cover your junk. You slide the stockings on, and they hug your legs. Your thighs look pretty thick in these gothic stockings.

"Oh my god, that's so fucking hot. You should've told me sooner you look so good being a bitch, Knobby. Haha." Duncan laughs and pulls his cock out of Bridgette's mouth. You couldn't tell if he mocking you or actually like seeing you in female clothes. "Keep sucking me off, Bridge. Knobby, get over here and watch this slut. You could learn a thing or two."

You shake your head feeling disgusted and sit next to the blonde sucking dick, watching as Bridgette goes to work on Duncan's cock. He moans and grabs her head, pushing it down as far as he can. She gags and chokes, but he doesn't let up.

"Fucking slut, you like that don't you."

"Mmm, yes, I do. Please don't stop." Bridgette groans after getting a little rest.

"Don't worry, I won't."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Bridgette, who was always nice and kind to everyone, was begging for Duncan's cock. You thought she had the cowboy bro dude was hitting it off. But it seems the punk criminal cock is doing a solid number on her mind. Maybe all women did like fat-hung cocks instead dicks like yours.

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