Look at your slave now."She ran her hand over her breasts, the stiff nipples rigid. She pinched one lightly and Marcia gasped. "The vulnerability prob...bly has her as hot as a firecracker right now. She doesn't know what's going to happen. It could be painful, pleasurable, she doesn't know, but she's helpless and unable to resist, she can't run or hide." Olivia ran her hand down Marcia's stomach, over her mound and through her slit. Her fingers came up wet. "I'm guessing she's practically. "Mother said, "There are some things that we have to discuss. First of all, your school records in the name of David Alexander, not Darla Anne. And second, your birth records. School will be starting in less than two months. Do you want to resume your life as David or remain as Darla Anne?" If I am being given the choice, then I choose Darla Anne, without question or hesitation."Mother said, "We were sure that that would be your response, so your Aunt has something for you."Auntie handed me two. Angie developed some on line friends, men who couldn't wait to be with her. She posted a picture of her self, which got a lot of attention. She was amazed at all the intention she was getting and why not Angie is a very lovely woman. Her dimensions are that she standing about five foot five, shoulder length hair, caramel complexion, lovely lips, nice thirty six size breast, round hips and a sexy ass. As she got to know these men, three things became clear to Angie. She started to feel good. He filled me with his dick over and over again.I moaned into Mommy's pussy, my pregnant twat reveling in my daddy-groom being in me. I whimpered, trembling, my wedding veil rustled while Mommy's skirt wished around me. My tongue attacked her twat while her hands massaged my pregnant belly.She rubbed at my belly, caressing me. I trembled, squirming. It was all so amazing. Such a wild rush. My pussy clenched around Daddy's cock, increasing the friction. I never wanted this to stop. I wanted our.