" This was how far I had come in mytransformation to a black woman!! The man who fathered me and raised melooked at me, and all he saw was a totally...unfamiliar ebony female."Dad," I said, "bon't you recognize me... look into my eyes." I spokewith my light and lilting voice, which had totally changed from that ofhis son's.My dad looked closer and studied my eyes and face, and in one instant,his facial expression changed into a look of horror. He staggered away,pointing his finger....... "After this meltdown I started to think more about the bio-feedback. – No, Alfred, not your latest Beta version. – But what would happen if I stuck one of those little discs of yours behind my ear as well? Will it improve my reception or will it distort readings? What, if anything, will they read from me? My aim is to let them know about myself. I have to assure them of my sincerity, especially Karla. The means must remain secret of course. What do you think, my friends?"My idea added a new. These thoughts quickly turned to those of mild confusion, though, as Sara's head went back and her lips opened to emit a low, obviously excited moan. I could hardly believe that she was being treated like a piece of meat and definitely enjoying it! Sara's client also looked a little surprised by her eager acceptance of this fairly brutal treatment, but after hearing her moan he smiled and pinched the skin harder still. Another deep sigh from Sara preceded a slap from her client that made the. “Yes,” I replied.“I would suck your cock and…”“Yes?”“And lick your balls…even your asshole if you want meto.” Her face was really red now.“Undo my belt buckle and unzip my trousers, Beth. Takemy cock out and look at it.” She licked her lower lip,sensuously, as she slid her body down mine until shewas kneeling on the floor in front of me. There was awild, wanton look on her face. The thought passed mymind for the briefest of.