On the way home that afternoon Mikaela was quiet most of the way. Once again I was just happy getting to watch her tight little ass, but since she has...Phys Ed for her last class this was much more enjoyable. There is something highly erotic about seeing a girl's panty lines, and Mikaela had apparantly changed her wardrobe recently. The lines of a thong were clearly outlined against her body.Thunderclouds were filling the skies above.Maybe we'd get a break from the summer sun.Rain would be a. He was enveloped in a glowing light, into which the form of Frank Fontana disappeared forever. As the brightness faded, there was a woman sitting in Frank's place."Hi, Fran," I said with a broad grin on my face. "Welcome to womanhood."Frank's Italian-American heritage was more apparent now that he was female. His curvy, almost statuesque build was exquisitely displayed by the blue wrap dress he...she wore. Her face was framed by thick, black wavy hair that cascaded below her shoulders. Her. The two aspects that have been placed in you won't last without proper maintenance. They can drive you mad as well as themselves. I have to help you." I pleaded with her.She slowly shook her head, "It's not your fault Master, and I know you're doing your best. I don't blame you!" Unlike your last Master, Richard!" I said, "You certainly dealt with him didn't you?" I added."He was stupid Master... I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that!" She said and sounded apologetic."Don't apologise. You did. Faster and faster and faster. Deeper and deeper and deeper. Harder and harder and harder. This bitch was getting the fucking she had begged for, and more. Humping my ass, I fucked her for as many comes as she wanted and needed. She was grunting like a whore as I fucked her and she kept grunting and panting, not saying anything, just taking all the fucking I could give. I think she was finally getting the fucking she had needed for years. I kept humping my ass and filling her cunt with man meat..