She had been one of his students in the criminal procedure class he was then teaching at the law school. He was a well known criminal defence lawyer a... the time and like many other practising lawyers gave back to the profession by teaching a course to the next generation of legal minds. From the first moment he met her he had been attracted to her confident smile, her amazing attention to detail and her intuitive ability to perceive the smallest nuance in legal analysis. Her incisive questions. We didn’t have enough classes together for that. We didn’t really have much in common at all, except for that we knew we liked each other. But still, whenever I saw her in the hallway, I would always wave and say hi, and she would say hi to me. About a year later I met her again, this time at lunch. With her shoulder length blonde hair and big bright blue eyes, it was odd to me how beautiful I thought she was. All the boys I had ever dated had had dark hair and tan skin, but she was more. Once uncle reached the bottom of her vagina, he started giving her deep strokes. Mom was struggling with both pain and pleasure and was enjoying it too. She asked uncle to slow down so he can do it for longer period. Uncle slowed down and started doing slow, long and deep thrust, that mom was also enjoying.Her enjoyment was cleared by her moans, “aaahhh…aaahhh…ohhh…uuimaaa…offff…aaah…fuck me…aaahhh…so good…” uncle was also moaning a bit too. They both were aroused to the fullest. They both got. He didn't want Chris to know about histransvestite fantasies."She made me do it Chris" he said as calmly as he possibly could,pointing to the screen with his right hand but keeping his left hand overhis banded sac. "I'm not gay, I'm into girls and we're both... having abit of fun."Chris looked at the screen. "Hello," a female voice came through thespeaker, "it sounds like we've got company. Is this another slave tocastrate or just an audience to watch my slave castrate itself?"Chris looked.