..His dick was swelling in my mouth as I rubbed his nuts and worked his prick with my mouth...After some time more he removed his fingers and smacked ...y ass as I was blowing him......Yo you bout ready for dis dick in yo butt sissy boy he asked....Yes sir Daddy I said you the man, taking his prick out of my mouth.I got up and fetched some lube and a towel and asked how he wanted me...Get over the sofa there he said so laying on the floor I got and layed over the sofa set with my ass up doggy and. " I dropped her off and drove back home, all the way thinking of what had just happened and getting a quite uncomfortable erection picturing me fucking Mandy in front of her husband, fucking hell. I got home and to have a wank to relieve my aching cock.Next day at work I was dreading seeing her in case i'd imagined it all, or she would laugh it all off as her being drunk and winding me up, but no, she came up to me and said, "Are you still with me?" I just dumbly nodded.Later that day she. Her figure, slim as ever still looked good. Of course she had changed, but still somehow she had not changed."Hello, how are you?" I said - Wonderful opening line, I thought wryly, but what else to say."Not too bad - on my own now. Getting used to it as time passes." She responded."Would you like a drink, if it's still there, I remember there used to be a tea-room close by." I suggested.She laughed - the same gentle, tinkly laugh I remembered - "No," she chuckled, "that's been a dry cleaners. If wanted to retain something of himself, he would have to adapt far more than he had anticipated. He also noticed the body badly wanted to get fucked. Inside, he swallowed deeply and forced himself to wonder whether it would really be that bad. I am a Barbie-doll after all, the boy told himself. While he was thinking like that, Peter was shocked to realise he would have to stop thinking of himself as a boy as well, because there was nothing in his appearance that hinted in any way of a boy..