I couldn't allow myself to make anymore mistakes. It was too dangerous. Unfortunately, the ruts werenothing in comparison to the next obstacle I was t... face.Screaming down the straightaway, my focus remained on that rider rightbehind me. I knew this was no way to race. I knew that to be successfulI would have to ride my own race. But the threat of permanentfemininity suddenly began to resurface in my mind and cloud mythoughts. I was quickly snapped back to reality though when I realizedwhat new. These were people who just played at it sometimes in the bedroom to enliven their sex life. Many didn't even know enough to practice it safely thus injuries often happened. The private group they belonged to had strict rules about safely and above all else the education of each of its members. Many of the Doms and Dommes were even once slaves themselves so that they may understand that point of view which made them better Doms and Dommes. At least that is how their private group viewed it.Silk. I started kissing on her cleavage and then unhooked her bra. I was now staring at the most beautiful creation on this earth. Her boobs were milky white and so soft as a jelly. I immediately took one of them into my mouth and started sucking them so seriously as if it was some competition and squeezed the other. She was giving some slow moans which made go wilder even more.She made me lie down on the bed and then started kissing all over my neck, chest and was biting my nipples and she went. I am ready to go, but she is yet to reach the top ofthe hill, so I increase my rhythm, and she takes in adeep breath, looks into my eyes with astonishment, andshe goes over the edge into a wild wrigglingundulating orgasm.I can’t stop, and shoot deeply inside her, then again,then again, and finally a last spray of my warm milk.I am over the cliff and floating in orgasmic nirvana.I keep pushing in and out and just as my cock beginsto deflate, Anna is able to help with the hugging.