. well... I had a boyfriend before.” I answer as I continue to lick my father’s cock clean. My answer seems to embarrass him because I can see him...blushing right in front of my eyes. “Daddy, can you fuck me with your cock after this?” I ask. There is an awkward silence in my bedroom. “Please Daddy?” I beg. “Just this one time?” He asks. “What if I want more than once?” “Fine, just for tonight and promise me that you won’t regret being fucked by me.” “I promise.” I beam with happiness as. I had only wanked it half a dozen time when spurts and spurts of cum shot out splashed my face and my school shirt and some hitting the dashboard and windscreen..h e howled as he cum,and then suggested we have some fun by the river,and turned into a gravel track that became a dirt track which took us down the the river,pulled over and turned off the engine.."now boy i am going to teach you how to suck a cock and you will thank me for the rest of your life..he sucked my cock and from time to. Make no mistake, I was a man. Now I don’t know what I am. As I walk across the street I feel my tits bouncing and jiggling in a rhythm matched by my ample ass. Several surgeries, massive doses of hormones, and a rigorous training schedule have turned me into a sick fantasy, fuck doll for aggressive Alpha men. I feel the plastic cage that confines my tiny, useless, penis scrape against my legs as I mince across the street and feel nothing but shame at the thought of losing my manhood. I haven’t. I was now massaging her fat buttocks. She was moaning like ummmmmph, oooooooohhhhh. She then said: Khal thanks beta your wife will love you have very good hands so warm and caring.I went to the bathroom again to wash my hands and she said: Khal hurry up she has to take a bath also. I removed my shorts as a lot of semen was on my penis. I washed it but in the hurry I forgot to close the door. I felt that there was someone watching me. It was mami Nasim, she was peeping across the semi-closed.