She hooked her thumbs under the band of her tiny pink undies and gyrated her hips while her hands moved at her sides palms opened. Her knees took turn... jumping out at me before retreating to be replaced by the opposing knee. Diane continued to dance like this with my eyes transfixed on her hands for any downward motion. Finally, after dancing like this to a seemly never ending song her thumbs began to trace the outside of her thighs from her ass to her knees. Knowing her head and tits obscured. On one of those hot summer nights back in 1969 Julie and myself were working in the fields together with the farmer collecting bales of hay together when the farmer asked us if we could work a little later into the evening so as to make sure all the hay bales were collected and stored in the barn as rain was forecast for the next day and he had to go back to the farm to milk the cows; We both agreed to stay on till all the hay was safely in the barn.I had always been attracted to Julie and had. I looked incredibly feminine. But the Black Queen had not stopped there.She had also changed my manner of dress considerably.First, she had removed my leather G-string, soaked it in hot water, andre-tied it in place more snugly than ever. It was cruelly tight and onlythe slightest masculine bulge was visible. Moreover, I realized that as itdried, it would shrink, compressing my genitals into an even smallerpackage!Next, she decided that my figure should be a bit more feminine. I waslaced into a. “Mmm, do you want to fuck the cum out of me?” In a flash, the meaning of her question struck me hard, but I knew the answer.”I can’t wait to fuck the cum out of you! I can’t wait to make you shoot! I can’t wait to make your fucking cock cum!” I leaned Kasey over the cushions of my couch and she pulled her dress up and over her head. She looked back and me and reached down and pushed her hard cock out from between her legs. Her perfect little smooth ass, her tight smooth balls and hard shaft. I.