Soon I have been awaken with a cold hand rubbing my bum then sliding between my thighs rolling over smiling why hello trucker can I help you.Smiling ...h yes there is something you can do for me and what would that be.Sliding his arm around my waist pulling me so I am now laying on top of his naked body he grabs a fist full of hair pulls my head down kissing me deeply sucking my tongue in then pulling biting my lip ,pushing me to a sitting position my legs straddling him his hands caressing my. Play it loud. Play it proud. Additionally, I have supplied Ginger Spice's Union Jack dress for you to wear. I think we can both agree that this is the sexiest dress in the history of all dresses ever. I believe this should provide you with suitable inspiration for the production of good, clean, British Standard erotica. Certainly, I get a boner just at the mere mention of that dress, and what with that, the Coldstream Guards and the Union Flag I'm afraid I've made spunkies in the trousering. It never ceased to amaze me how much sexual stamina she had, I wasn’t bad but after three hours I needed an actual break, but she looked like she was just getting started. The look of intense concentration on her face showed how badly she wanted that last orgasm, she’d already gotten it in her head that she wanted it so by this point stopping was not an option. As sensitive as her pussy had to be at this point, she still didn’t look like she was getting any closer to her orgasm, maybe because. I looked back to Lucy she was still talking, she had seen none of this, nor had anyone else. It was the secret of Sarah, her father and me. I was now Sarah, an unbreakable bond had been sealed, making me into her and her into me. Although in the back of my mind I knew that I was really someone else, my life would now be lived as a female, I was a female, genetically, mentally, the body and nature of Sarah now mine. She would live as James Burton, I as her, my true life and identity stolen..