I’ve never had a job in my life, not to mention a bank account or a checkbook of my own. I wouldn’t have a chance in hell of making it alone and i... scares me to death to even think about it. He knows that, so he does, as he wants. He has me right where he wants me.’ Mary felt the tears welling up. Suddenly, she turned her head and kissed the boy. Boy in age, he might be, but he could kiss better than her husband ever had. She wondered briefly who had taught him and then gave in to the kiss and. “Six, right? I got number five on the way to the bathroom. So, I’m still right on your tail.”Dave was twenty-one, and devastatingly handsome. He was fit, with spiky brown hair and a light beard that perfectly suited him, so he was attracting attention as well. Despite the divorce leaving her with a somewhat low opinion of men in general, it was hard for her to ignore how gorgeous he was. He also had a great sense of humor, and never seemed to be at a loss for words, but he was also a good. Then, without any regard for her well being, he slammed with all his strength into her snatch. Cassie started to scream, but was choked off as all the air was blasted from her lungs. But he was just getting started. Over and over he slammed into her, every time to the hilt of his cock. His balls slapped rapidly against her clit, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head in passion. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and she simply stared off into the distance, lost in a wave of pure. A bit. "Second, I could force you to become a woman. Not only would I control you, but once you were totally mine, I would strip away your masculinity bit by bit, and mold you into a woman. I would take the parts inside of you that are male, and obliterate them. I would replace them with a new feminine you." He nodded, and got even harder. I hoped he picked this one, it was the most fun for me. "Third, there is what I call the 'Sister Approach'. Instead of forcing you to become a woman, I.