She reached out for Sam and nodded. A shy smile bloomed on Max’s face. I nipped a little and her gasp broke that smile.Sam’s eyes widened. Her lip... pulled back: half smiling girl, half hungry wolf. “You ... you want me to?!” Max nodded again. Sam practically glowed with excitement as she latched herself to Max. I grinned, and stroked her hair.“Don’t do anything that makes you uncomfortable,” I said. Max jumped as I squeezed her butt through her jeans. “Do everything that doesn’t.”“Yes!” Sam. I decided that if he was going to be a woman, he was too hairy, so I began shaving him completely, except for his head, which let grow long.John and I got married three months later. Our marriage was different from the beginning, we tried to be an ordinary couple outside our house, but it never really felt right. I was advancing in my career as well, and he wasn't, so when I was offered a job in Canada, I took it, and he quit his job, and we moved up there. Now he was free to be my slave full. Almost delirious with lust, Catalina looked up at him as she floated, her back supported by the steps at the shallow end. “What's wrong?” “I don't have a rubber.” “What does that mean?” “I thought you didn't -.” Catalina slid herself onto him, and began to slide back and forth. They sent waves rippling from their bodies' coupling. Keeping him deep inside her, there was little motion other than enough to rub her cervix on his dick. They stayed like that, until Catalina arched against Sasha's. .” - but she couldn’t finish the sentence. So I backed away with another “See you later” – and went off to do the job I was paid to do – which certainly wasn’t frigging off a middle aged woman and grasping at her tits and nipples back stage in the middle of a show !I went to the SM and said I was back – and then went on to prepare for the next scene change – my mind hardly on the task in hand !. My new sex companion passed me several times backstage as we went about our work –our eyes catching.