How are you, dear?Welcome to the sisterhood," she soothed.Rowan wasn?t fully awake, and it was clear he had been in great painbefore passing out. She...couldn?t be sure that all the internal changeswere complete and that she wouldn?t disrupt them by moving her, so shetold her to lie still and that help was coming. Rowan seemed tounderstand, and so Jill turned her attention to Fabricio.Fabricio was still unconscious as she knelt over him. No sooner had shebegun checking his vitals when a. I slammed back into her juicy depths. My balls cracked into her flesh. Her small breasts jiggled. Her supple stomach flexed as she wiggled her hips. I stroked her dusky-brown skin with my pale hands, caressing her as I fucked her.Pounded her.I didn't hold back with the virgin. I pumped my cock hard and fast in and out of her deflowered cunt. I buried to the hilt in her again and again. I loved every second of it. My cock slammed deep. Hard. I loved the feel of her wrapped around me. She. When I walked in, I was shocked at what I saw. Patricia wore a black bustier, skintight black leather pants and high-heeled black boots, and carried a riding crop. Her blonde hair was tightly bound into a severe bun. She looked every inch the dominatrix, but I had seen her like this before. What shocked me was Mary, whose pale, naked form knelt on the floor at Patricia's feet, wearing nothing but a metal collar attached to the leash in Patricia's hand. As she knelt, Mary gazed rapturously up at. .. well, you call us 'boys' whenever you talk to us, toKitty and me. Same as Ms. Janet. But we're girls, aren't we? Everything we know about ourselves tells us that's what we are. Imean, when we're together one of us sometimes has to be the boybecause ... well, that's all right, it's nice being a boy when we... anyhow we take turns. But it's pretend, isn't it? We reallyare girls, aren't we? I mean, we love being girls, we really do. So Kitty and I were wondering, are we wrong?" I was.