You called me 'Emma'. You know I'm really Henry." "Are you?" she asked. He just stared back blankly. "Think about it. When did you stop being Henry, a...d really become Emma?" "I haven't," he said. "Really? I haven't ordered you to arrive in women's clothes, but you've been doing it." "You told me..." "I ordered you to wear your bra and panties, then the breast forms. I never ordered you do come in a dress. *You* must have wanted to do that. Because you're a girl now inside." "No..." "Or what. " I swallowed hard. It had been a fantasy, but reality? I was a bit apprehensive. Again she said to me, "I dare you," and moved my head toward the cock. It was a nice cock, about 6 inches long, fairly smooth and not too much hair. My face was about 5 inches from it. Kay repeated, "I dare you." I went for it. I wrapped my hand around it and licked the head. A pearl of pre-cum oozed out. I licked that off. Kay urged me on, "Run your tongue along it." I did. I came back to the head and swirled my. “Anita wakes you with a fuck?” asked a curious Caroline.“Well, not quite a fuck,” admitted John. “But Saturday or Sunday, she usually wakes me with a blow job, and then maybe we fuck.”“Maybe?”“What can I say? Some mornings I just want a blow job.”Caroline giggled and shifted slightly, parting her legs. Reaching further down, she began to lightly scratch her fingernails along her guest’s cock as it pistoned in and out of her slick tunnel.John gave a low groan of pleasure. “Ohhh. And some. Moma and Popa had no idea that her pussy was throbbing with delight each time Pedro touched her. It was all she could do to stop herself from sitting on his lap and grinding deeply, making his manhood stand up and massage her pussy while everyone was laughing and talking around them. The better part of discretion told her a massive orgasm on both of their parts just might be noticed and frowned upon very seriously.So they waited until everyone went in and changed into their bathing suits to go.