..elated. "I am fine," I said softly, but resolutely. "I am absolutely fine," I repeated, with emphasis. "Are you OK?"Mark nodded and smiled, "Yeah. I...m...I'm going to want...that...again."I lay back and held my arms out for Mark to come to me. He leaned down and gave me a gentle kiss. With our lips touching, I whispered, "Every chance we get." Then I parted his lips with my tongue.Mark moved the rest of the way onto the bed, drawing his body next to mine as we kissed. When his lips left mine,. Don't get me wrong the sex was a quantum leap better thananything we had before I started dressing him, but as the weeks passed Istarted to find that I was no longer really seeing him as a 'real' man andinstead I was starting to relate to him as less of a boyfriend and more ofa trans-lesbian girlfriend.The other thing that really surprised me was the harder I pushed himtowards femininity, the more he seemed to enjoyed it. I guess it was boundto happen eventually but as Christmas approached I. The Indian man said to them, “I have some special sandals I tink you would be interested in. Dey make you wild at sex like great desert camel.”Well, the wife was really interested in buying the sandals after what the man claimed, but her husband felt he really didn’t need them, being the sex god he was. The husband asked the man, “How could sandals make you into a sex freak?”The Indian man replied, “Just try dem on, Saiheeb.”Well, the husband, after some badgering from his wife, finally gave. 'Those basketball guys weren't k**ding,' laughed the new entrants.It was an indoor lacrosse team, six guys, even bigger and broader shouldered than the basketball guys with huge muscular chests. They took one look at me on all fours and my brother eating my ass and laughed out loud. Even quicker than the basketball players, they stripped out of their clothes.These six white guys may have had even bigger, stronger bodies than the five black guys but their dicks were not quite so long and thick,.