.so tell me, do you like women's underwear?", she asked. I told her I did, and she said, "Well you're far too masculine to want to wear it...so what D... you do with it?" Before I could answer, she smiled, and in a knowing tone said, "Ohhhhh, okay...I can guess." I could feel my face redden and my heart rate speed up. "I'll bet a class lady like your Aunt Lorene has quite a selection, eh?", she said. I explained that Lorene was actually not my "aunt", summed up how I came to work for and live. What you said was that you weregoing to hate yourself when you had to go back to being Johnny. Do yousee why that concerned me?" You mean about my not wanting to go back to being Johnny?" That's part of what you said, but think some more about how you saidit, please."I went over the words in my mind. Then it struck me."I said that I was going to hate going back to being Johnny!"Mrs. Johnson nodded."Yes. Now do you see?" I think so. It's because, if I hate being Johnny, I hate myself. Isthat. My eyes by now are stuck back into my skull as I am eating more precum then I have ever ate before and all the while I am still fucking her tight pussy. My eyes come down for a second and when I look back into the mirror at us I see her staring at me fucking her like a crazed horny demon and eating cum out of her profusely leaking dick. The look on her face was one of shock, amazement and pain. I could tell no one had ever fucked her like this. She takes another big sniff from her black box. I. She had let her long, soft, grey hair down, and while she blew a thin stream of hot breath on Alyssia's clit, she let her hair tickle the young, slender thighs and belly. When finally Victoria started nibbling her vulva and her clit, Alyssia let out a deep sigh of excitement, and only a minute later, while she opened her eyes to look at Alexander and Sully, she exploded in an exquisite orgasm, a kind she had never felt."Oh, my God, this is so wonderful. Victoria, it's divine. But now, please,.