For a good few minutes she continued ride my hard teen cock, bouncing firmer and faster as she went, and moaning over and over as she did.Then I heard...the front door open and close, and in walked my hot foster sister Angie."Hello! Hello!" she grinned on seeing us on the sofa "I guess someone completed their first week of college?" Yeah!" I replied grinning back at her."Well, I guess I should congratulate you then!" Angie then said smiling, before she dropped her bag, and then marched over to. When she got to his head, she leaned down again to whisper to him. "How do you feel?"Patrick sighed the sigh of someone who was experiencing a great deal of pleasure. Melissa smiled broadly.She took the squirt top bottle and squeezed a light blue gel into her hand. She began to apply it to Patrick's face, working carefully under the mask. From temple to temple, over and in each ear ... she slathered it on his closed eyes ... everywhere."Patrick, I need you to concentrate on your face now. Feel. What was the point of all this?I landed a particularly heavy slap on Charlene?s cheek. Her pupilsshrank. She screamed. Her hands reached out. Suddenly, she had a firmgrip on my hair (another permitted move, so it seemed). She growled andtugged at it, despite my protesting screams. I tried to grab a hold ofhers but her arms were too long for me (like I said, the change hadn?tbeen TOO unkind to her). I swatted helplessly, clipping the ends of herbreasts but little else. I wasn?t strong enough to. Each day, when Ms. Johnson and I get dressed, she reminds me to put on agaffe to smooth my groin area. She has been making me take femalehormones to prevent hardons. I appreciate this, but I fear that I ambecoming so girlish that I could never turn back.With electrolysis and the hormones, my body has very little hair. Mybody is so womanly that I no longer would feel comfortable wearing a pairof pants. Derrick wants me to go as a man for Halloween, but I wouldlook totally ridiculous.I have.