I just can't do this; I can't let youhandle me "down there". But I'm not a flirt and, if you will let me, I amwilling to bring you off by hand. I'm so...ry but that's as much as I canhandle right now."Alec was breathing deeply and clearly in a high state of arousal."Anything," he moaned, "just get on with it!"I finished unzipping his trousers and pulled down his boxer shorts. My,but he was well endowed! I'd never handled another man's cock before but,of course, I had masturbated myself endlessly. "Thank you slave you may sit."Mistress and I talk while waiting for Master. She can tell I am distracted. My mind can't help but wonder what Master knows, what he is going to punish me with. All I know is it must be something major. Suddenly I remember I had not taken my medication. Master always counted them to make sure I had taken them as I am supposed to."Mistress may I be excused for a moment?" I ask in a panic."For what slave?" She asks"Mistress I need to take my medications." I reply. She broke the kiss and moaned, “Is the coach making you cum?”“Yes!” I gasped. “I have my clit-dick in her! It’s intense!”“Her tongue’s reaching so deep into me,” Briana whimpered. Her face contorted. “Oh, god, Jenny, I’m going to cream her face.”“Do it!” moaned the coach.“Yes, yes, just gush out all those juices!” I panted, my hips thrusting away hard and fast. “It’ll be so hot.”My friend nodded, delight burning in her eyes. She squeezed my boobs tight, her fingers massaging me. This heady rush. I say IF, because no one should feel obligated to tellanything about themselves that they feel should remain private."As you all know, I'm writing a research paper on transgenderism, andwhat I hope to gain from this session is a sense of how differentindividuals got started down this road, where they're at today in theirjourney, and what the common threads might be, if indeed there are any.Then, if you've found the session interesting or helpful, and you'd liketo meet again, I'd be happy to.