The best Ihad in years.The sun coming in through the window woke me in the morning. I realizedthat this was the first full night's sleep I had gotten...in months.Stretching I felt amazing, rested and content. Without hesitating I gotup and put the wig on. It just made sense to me. After pulling on herrobe and slippers I went down to make coffee. I found that there wasonly tea, since I was Bea I decided it was fitting and smiled. I went upto "my room" and started a bath. As it was filling I. Silk and lace, satin and steel. And I thank the powers that be for this crisis, because his touch, the compulsion within him that drives his hands to my body again and again is my salvation. It seems there was no breath, no heart beat before his heat, nor would there be after. I meet his gaze again and again, his brooding eyes startling in their clarity. And I tell him, ‘This can’t be. Won’t be.’ And he shudders. More fool are we. We blame the pull, the completeness, on desperation.. After around 5 minutes of my going down he gasped and pulled me up. "God, you can really suck a cock", I smiled wickedly at him. I took my shirt off and he then noticed that I was pretty much hairless and had small breasts. His eyes widened again and looked shocked. Smiling I got on top of him and started to move my ass up and down his cock... rubbing him with my silk panties. He looked at me and asked if he could fuck me. "of course", I replied. He pulled his pants back over and he just. They were warm and covered my body like a heated blanket. Soon one was between my breasts moving up and down as others pressed into my nipples. They were rubbing their warm firm flesh across my stomach and pressing against the soles of my feet.I tried to move but there were so many and they somehow held me tight to the bed. The warmth of them covered me, caressing and massaging me like strong firm hands over every muscle of my body. My mind wanted to resist but my body tingled as I felt them.