It is sad to say that my faith was greatly misplaced, for the hospitalspecialist Ms. Emily was a good friend of my Mom Susan, but in additionshe was a...lady that had radical feminist views.After Ms. Emily had talked to my Mom a great deal about why I looked soeffeminate, Ms. Emily assured me that she could easily correct mycondition.As it turned out it was a simple surgical intervention but it changed mylife. What I thought was going to be a single day outpatient treatment,it turned into a total. He was going to knock but decided against it. After all, what would he even say? “ Oh Kara, you didn’t play with my dick this morning, are you ok?”, he thought to himself shamefully. She couldn’t have still been upset about him punishing her. She had brought that on herself, she had to know that she could never come first. Did she forget how wrong all this was? He turned from her door and continued out to head to work. Once he had gotten to work, the only thing he could think about was Kara. It. His grip tightened on her so she knew he had heard it. “Sorry, there are so many people here. I couldn’t hear you.”“Then come on,” he replied and led her up the back stairs and into his room.She walked into his room and looked around only vaguely aware of the sound of the door lock. His room was covered in baseball posters, hats, pennants, and jerseys. “I take it you’re a Red Sox fan.”“Nah I can’t stand them.” He grinned and gave her a wink. “Have a seat.”Lori kicked her shoes off and climbed. Suddenly I noticed she was gently moving her hips in tune with the beat of the party music and I responded by twitching my cock deliberately to match the rhythm. We didn't dare do anything too obvious and all our dance movements were inside her. Soon I felt vagina hugging and squeezing me in response and bringing me to the edge of orgasm. I concentrated on making my cock jerk inside her exactly to the beat of the music. The music stopped and I remember we just lay still, deeply and intimately.