?Smiling with a sly sexy smile she teasingly quips ?Well now you’ll be my bitch and I’ll own you??That’s OK being your slave will be my pleasure...? Smiling I kneeled before her. She pats my head and scratches me behind my ear. I love it when we play like this. Stacie’s friend’s house is a huge old farm house out by the city limits. As we get close I see a large gate, and the very large house behind it. ?Is this your family’s house?? I asked.?No just a friend that I met in college? she. Some have asked if the estrogen hormones have made me more emotional. I don’t know because I always cried a lot before taking them. I can’t be a good judge of these things because I always very feminine before I ever started cross-dressing. I also can’t speak on breast growth. I paid for mine. As of right now, I have no desire to do the operation. I really enjoy the pleasure of having my boy toy played with and fucking with it. I cum very easily. I can also have orgasms from anal, both wet from. She was blown away by the situation, but was appreciative of the admiration. John was looking longingly at her chest.... “Those are perfect Bianca. Too perfect. Ha! Alright, I'm sorry, but they can't be left alone.” Saying this, John, started to reach for her breasts. “Hey! I thought you were just going to look!” “Yeah, but this is too good to pass up. Let me play with these for a bit, and then I'll let you go, alright?” Oh great, now you're going to let him touch you? This is definitely more. I kissed her softly, making her moan in delight as I then proceeded to plant kisses all over her body, taking my time with her breasts before then kissing and tantalising her pussy to bring her to a swift and loud climax.“Oh, you have no idea just how horny Cass and I used to get just listening to you doing your thing, Dave,” she groaned in absolute bliss as I moved on top of her.“You could always have taken the prostitutes role,” I chuckled, seeing her eyes open wide and a slight smile come to.