Not that either of us were complaining?in fact, I grew to adore the chance to dress up as a beautiful woman for a day, the younger the better. Maybe I...was always trying to recapture the absolute ecstasy of that first day of the spell, when I was a model-thin, beautiful 13-year-old girl and Sylvia was my 20-year-old stud lover. In any case, the days when the spell transformed me into a young woman were always my favourites. After a few weeks of nonstop transformations, Sylvia and I got over any. ....now he is ready. Without a word you move ur butt up to edge of the chairand put your hand on my head guiding me down. " Good boy, you knowwhat to do" As you open urlegs more, guiding my head down i see n smell how sweet your pussy is, alreadydripping wet and swollen. Sweet juices have dripped down between ur ass cheeksover your anus.... i extend my tongue flat licking as low as i can reach, youreach round opening up ur ass for me, as your slut sliding his tongue up overyour anus lapping up. "I was- I mean-"He let go of an arm and slapped her across the mouth, cutting off the words. He resumed his hold and waited until the dazed expression left her face before speaking."There are no excuses," he finally said. "You will obey me, or you will be punished." I'm- I'm sorry. I didn't-"He slapped her head in the other direction."Did I not just say, 'there are no excuses'? And you still try and give me that bullshit?" He slapped her once more to stop her struggling. "Be still. When you. After an hour, the doorbell rang. I knew it would be him only. I opened the door quickly and was surprised by his looks.Let me describe him in short. He was a fair-skin guy with a normal physique, wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans and this black color looked more attractive on his fair skin than one could imagine. There was no hair on his hand and not even a single hair on his feet.He was looking so cute with normal long silky hair. I invited him in the house and shook his hand, closed.