. and as i play with his dick i feel him starting to stand and never stopping his deep tongue probing of my mouth he starts to work his shorts down an... i can now feel his naked dick.. and i now have my hand around a very fat getting longer bbc... all i can think about at this moment is how great all this feels and how can i get him to let me play with his dick.. i try and pull my face back and i guess he gets the hint and i can now kiss my way down his neck chest stomach and now to my prize. I put on my black lipstick then my black nail polish. I got my butterfly panties from their hiding place and pulled them on. My boots were still on the floor where I’d dropped them before getting in the shower, and I slipped my feet inside them and buckled them up. Then I blew my hair dry, and brushed it ’til it shone. I remembered Uncle Mitch mussing it and calling me a good girl and a delightful memory shiver ran down my bare spine. The dog collar and leash still lay on my bed where they’d. "Oh Billy, you aren't going down, you horny little boy. Oh Billy, it just isn't right, but I love you baby. Here, I'll do it again. Turn over." She pushed my skivvies down, and started stroking me again, kissing my cheek. I reached a hand over and covered her tit, feeling the nipple hard against my palm. I felt her jump a bit, and my hips pulsed up to make her hand go faster. "Oh shit, oh god" I breathed, as she pumped my thrilled cock. "Billy, Billy, Billy" she whispered in my ear. Then I. Well, I owe it all to you, really. You see, I almost feel like you're a lesbian when you eat me out. So, I decided to make you into a girl. Alex would never suspect that you were my husband then."I started struggling again. This was not the solution I expected."Stop fighting me on this you little bitch," Jill said. "Look it's either this or I leave you down here and I assure you, I can make you eat, even if I have to put a tube down your throat."Images of her castrating me flashed through my.