But he did not want to turn into a girl and then have to try to explain to the rest of the world what happened to him and who he was. Even if he coul... convince everybody who he was (or had been), he did not want to have to deal with his friends and family who would ask why he wished to become a girl.After he became a girl, he could use the rest of his wishes to gain great wealth and property. It was important to make the girl-wish first, in case his new female perspective suggested. I don’t care who sees us!”Steve grinned and agreed. He moved back out and bent me over the panty table. He lifted my hem, pulled my pink panties aside, and roughly pushed his still erect cock deeply back inside me. “You like this, lonelyguy?” I heard him ask. “This little redhaired slut loves cock. Hey, if you will double the tip you offered her,” he said as he continued his rhythmic thrusts, “you can put you cock in her mouth. We’d split roast her and cum in both ends.”I couldn’t hear. They kept eye-to-eye contact as he fucked her, their eyes imploring each others ardor and emotion. Finally she began to lose control as orgasm began to sweep her and she pulled his head next to hers with both arms around his neck. Using his head on the pillow to provide support he began to thrust harder to rush both of their orgasms.The stiffening of her body and the quick deep cry's and squeaks from her throat told him she was riding the crest of her climax. He sucked in a deep breath in her. At one point she mentioned that Barbara could make a great deal of money merely by just selling access to her body to any number of women. Barb just grinned.When Paula asked why she didn’t sell her body to Steve, she replied, “Two reasons: First, I’ve got too much money as it is. Second, it wouldn’t work: Steve knows I have to have his cock to live. And I’m not sure I don’t need him even more than he needs me. If he didn’t take me when we went to bed, in a matter of minutes I would be on my.