I loved fondling her tits and fingering her pussy, and she loved making my dick hard. She seemed proud to get me hard as a rock, but much preferred us...ng her hands vs using her mouth. She knew about cum and had already told me to never cum in her mouth. Bummer. Even when I was lucky enough to get a handjob, she said the cum was "icky". Bummer. Time went on, sometimes when I drove I asked her to stroke my dick, sometimes she did, others she didn't. I didn't care who saw, but she had other ideas.. Here is how I think it might go.It would be a Friday night and we get 24 guys over and some guys would be black guys and some are white guys. Once the time comes to start we would head into the family room. That is the biggest room in my house that can hold that many guys and we have a bed in there. I think to start off all the guys would want me to give them head and swallow their cum. I know this sounds corny but Michael would have a dry erase board or paper and would keep track of the. " If you insist," the Mistress growls, pulling her nearly delerious Slave up by the hair. "Thank the nice guard, Slave." When she feels her moving to her knees she stops her, pulling her up by the hair. "With. Your. Words." she growls in irritation."Oh. OH! Thank you, nice guard." As her hair is released she curtsies gracefully despite her stiff and aching muscles. She turns to her Mistress, who smoothly pulls the shirt over her shoulders, buttoning it up deftly as she writhes with. "Those are the hormones and treatments that a male transitioning to afemale would have to take, Mr. Welch. To put it plainly, theyeffectively turned Jack into a woman."+ + +Jack let the hospital gown slip off his body and stepped into theshower in the small bathroom. He turned on the faucet and allowed thehot water to stream over him.Bliss.It was still a novelty; Bellringer Farm had been a dirty, grubbyshithole, no matter how much he had been forced to clean it. A wash inthe sink was all that.