.." Amanda cried "...please don't cum in me..I'm begging you." Oh..." I said as I punctuated every other word with a thrust of my cock "...first it wa... Fuck me...now you're begging me?" ...I'll give you whatever you want..." Amanda cried "...let me up, and I'll give you my ATM card..." Stupid bitch..." I thought to myself "...I make more in a week than you make in a month." I could feel the familiar warmth spreading from my lower torso letting me know that if I didn't slow down, I was going to. After a while, he thought he heard snoring, still he tarried a little while longer, patience born of time spent stalking prey, coming to bear… The sun had receded and formed a magnificent orange ball in the horizon when he started to move. Slowly, very slowly, so as not to make any sound, he crawled towards the clearing, stopping every few paces to listen and then continue. Thirty paces… twenty paces… ten… He approached almost directly by the side of the children as they sat in the. Covered in soap, gently caressing my cock, tenderly feeling and remembering where it had been minutes before – inside Bo’s vagina – and vowing never to refer to Bo as a man, or even ladyboy, again: Bo was a woman, and gave me herself as a Woman. Before I could turn on the water to rinse, that Woman was inside the bathroom, and standing under the water with me. As I let it pour down on my head of shampoo, Bo was in front of me and she reached her hands up to ruffle my hair, clearing the shampoo. I could recognise Rachel but she had changed horribly. She was enormous!Her feet not reached the end of the bed. And she had my fucking beard! Irecognised it from the small bald patch on my cheek where I had a scarand on which no whickers ever grew. In fact, she didn't just have mybeard, I realised as my eyes looked slowly down her body - she had all mybody hair. Her features were still the same, her breasts were stillthere, she still had her vagina - although not nearly as neatly manicuredas.