Ithink no one would know now you were not raised as a girl."Melanthe hid her anger at the queen. She had been unjustly treated andenslaved. She was al...o angry with herself that she had almost becomeused to behaving as a woman. The queen and the attendants had drilledand cajoled her in many things, even to the way she walked and spoke totrain her."Melanthe, I mentioned when I first changed you that you might earn yourmale body back. I now have an offer for you. It is now time for you totake up. His expression got shy again. "I was thinking of... of what you said before. What you said you want me to do to you." His reluctance to say the words out loud was adorable. I pulled him to his feet and undid his pants, sliding my hand in his underwear over his beautiful, hard cock. As I squeezed, I leaned into his ear and whispered "That I want you to fuck me?" He shuddered as if the word was electric and his cock jumped in my hand. I pushed him to the ground right there in front of my door, my. After a few more times he started chanting "Sweet pussy, sweet pussy!" Then he'd go back to pounding. I alternated so that it felt better for me, staying with my head pressed against the mattress, or presenting him the "ski slope". About five times he would stop and take a break to keep from coming. The pauses were getting longer and the pounding were getting shorter, so I knew he was soon going to go past the point of no return.He was holding his cock as deep inside me as it would go, and I. I closed her mouth with my hand to stop the scream. She was going mad now. I then opened her bra and started to press her boobs and play with her nipples. I was standing behind her and pressing her boobs. She was grinding her ass on my dick. That was fucking erotic and crazy as we’re in the washroom of a pub.I then opened the button of her jeans and slid a hand inside her panties. She had very little hair just above her vagina. I don’t mind the hair. In fact, I like some hair. She was moaning.