"that's a good boy! "You're doing such a good job relaxing me, I'm going to give you a reward" she said softly. Her tone of voice did not fool Paul. H... knew he was still her sexual servant. "Thank you mistress. I love getting your pussy ready for a real man". "Well...you are good at it as you can tell by how wet the sheet is...what do you want, cucky". Paul knew not to waste this opportunity. "Well, if I can be so bold..?" She replied in shortened breath: " yes you may, my little bitch boy". . Thoughts about how I might look - how I might feel - how I would cope if I really found out that I had become female whilst I had been unconscious. Preferring action to prevarication I moved my hand down my body towards my chest and encountered - nothing. There were no bumps, no swellings, in fact nothing at all that I would have expected to find if the chemical I had been given had worked. My hands moved faster this time as they moved lower down my body, hoping to find the final proof that I. That lovely, electric feeling I get before I orgasm had begun so I knew to concentrate on my pussy, to focus on the feelings his cock was making as it slid back and forth inside me. Oh, it was good and I was so turned-on knowing that I was in for lots more before the weekend was over."Oh, mmm, go nice and slow, I'm real close," I murmured to Steve as I pulled away from my son for a few seconds, then, as I took him in again, it swept all over me as my body convulsed and shook with waves of. Recently divorced and just purchasing a wonderful 1939 home, I looked forward to the time for the remodeling projects that awaited me. Little did I know the erotic experiences I was about to have during this transitional time in my life. My first project was to tear out the old tile in the bathroom. The plan was to put a jetted garden tub where the old, shallow cast iron one currently was. The labor was something I could do, but I knew the old plumbing would have to be updated and so on the.