The thought of a strange man entering her cunt with his cock was half-alarming, and yet there was a sharp thrill every time she tried to envision how ...t would feel.She had tried to read. She had even perused some of the lurid passages in a sexy novel that she had bought but never read, trying to imagine that she was the sluttish heroine who took on every male that came near her in an insatiable lust for total sexual fulfillment. It was degrading, she decided, what Ray had planned. Why had she. I had worn my favorite green dress and left my curly out of control red hair down for the night; just the way he liked it. We had stayed out late going to clubs and then went back to his house. We spent the next four hours fucking like rabbits. When I looked at my phone I realized I was going to be late for Mass if I didn't leave now. I hurried and dressed, pulling my thong on with his cum still inside me. I kissed him goodbye, ran to my little jeep, and drove the 10 minutes to church. I had. M. wake up call. Asusual, I had a raging hard on that I needed to do something with. Igrabbed my Forced Womanhood magazine from out of my suitcase and headedfor the bathroom. Ever since puberty I had fantasized about beingforced into a sex change by a female or group of females. I never evenentertained the idea that my fantasy would come true. As I finished avery satisfying orgasm, I realized that it was now 7:30 and I wasrunning late. I threw the magazine on the floor of the hotel. I opened the almirah and bent down to get my churidar.I could feel my FIL’s hands feeling my naked ass.“Ammaayi acha,I think this is more than enough for today” I said“I know,Ayesha.But he doesn’t listen” He moved his crotch forward and I could feel his erect cock on my ass.I was shocked at him.In the last 2 hours,he had discharged 3 times and still he could make himself hard.“Acha,what is this? How come? Have you taken viagara?”“Mole,Its all Allah’s gift.Your Ammaayl amma couldnt handle my.