I use rope to tie her hands behind her back, and now she is ready. I walk her over to the bed and push her face down into the pillows, her big, fat, b...autiful round white ass in the perfect position hanging over the edge of the bed. I spread her juicy cheeks to find her soft pink lips leaking, pussy juice running down her legs. My tongue traces her inner thighs, inching closer to her sweet spot. As I catch a whiff of her I can't help myself and dive tongue first into her ass, devouring both of. She climbed onto her knees and began to unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans.As she removed my belt, I grabbed her top and pulled it up and over her head. She was wearing a white bra that was also covered with pink flowers. I quickly pulled the bra off of her and revealed her boobs. They were double D's and completely natural. Her nipples were perky and erect."Wow," I murmured."I know," she said. "My girls are pretty amazing. Now let's see what you've got."Jessica pulled my pants and boxers down. "Did you start wishing you were me right then, you pervert?" Mark hissed."Had you always dreamed of being a woman? Was that it?" You don't understand, do you? Even now." I wriggled against my bindingsagain, but he'd done a good job. I'd never wanted to be a woman, nevereven though of it before that night on the bridge. I'd never had so muchas a sneaking, guilty gay fantasy and my heterosexual credentials had beenwell established by my neighbour, the buxom Mrs Rhodes, while I wasgrowing into. She stared at him, a helpless plea in her eyes. With a flick of his lighter to ignite a new cigarette, he denied that plea. He simply stared back at her across the table… and pressed lightly with his boot. The breath caught in her throat. She rotated her hips again, massaging her pussy against the tread through the thin, clinging fabric of her wet panties. And from there, her body took over. Now it was as though she were drugged. She couldn’t stop. Careful to keep her upper body absolutely.