My hand made the trip into my panties, and my fingers went into my slit. Next to positive that no one would come out and see, I took the risk. Then cu... ejected from both my pussy and his cock. It went everywhere on him and his bed, and I took a mental note. The door slowly closed, but it creaked, and his attention came to the door. "Is someone there?" he asked. As no answer came, his feet came to the floor, and his head peaked out. He caught me walking away. "Molly?" he asked. To not look. Turning me into a girl suddenly became a family project; Mom ran abeauty shop and wove extensions into my hair since a wig might slip offduring a spin causing a sensation. Dad remembered an article in thenewspaper recently which led him to a way that I could change my nameto Valerie Ann Morgan by stating that I preferred to use that name andthen by filling out another form that I felt more comfortable as afemale with that name, I also got a drivers license with my new name,and an "F" in the box. Amud whispered his comments as we observed this ritual: "This is traditional preparation of Princess for wedding night. This is done every night for one month before nuptials. By time of wedding night, she so ready for her husband, she go willingly to bed of fattest, ugly groom." He looked at me with a grin. "All princesses dream of handsome prince, but never enough to go around, especially ones with political connections or money. Ritual can be continued after first preparation wears off to. The younger woman gripped her head between her thighs, not wanting the older woman to go away. Just when Scarlett was running her juices on her boss’s leps and tongue, the senior woman withdrew her tongue from the wet pussy. Scarlett was almost angry at the sudden withdrawal.She lay there open mouthed when Heather moved her mouth to her asshole and kissed it. The puckered hole twinge a little but Heather knew what she was doing and probed her tongue farther. Scarlett was curious about her.