Alex rarely thought about life before the winery any longer, about hislife as Jenna. It seemed pretty certain that things were not going torevert back...and he was okay with that too. Yes, there were times helooked at Jenna and the beautiful clothes she wore and longed to be ableto do that again. He had even brought up the idea he had mentioned thenight of the concert with Jenna about maybe buying some lingerie andmaybe a dress or two to be able to relive some past feelings. Maybe thisyear they. A lash from this four-foot singletail would be a formidably painful experience indeed, as this golden ball had solid weight at the end of the whip and the diamonds would act as tiny jeweled spikes to impact flesh harshly. Carrie took the whip in hand and lovingly caressed it as her father smiled at his thirteen-year-old initiant."Now, Christopher," Linda spoke to her kneeling son, "Go get your presents for your sister, and let her open them."Carrie watched her brother run off to his room, his. You know, she cleans everything, and expects you to leave a tip.First of all, she was probably a woman of mixed race. Her mother must’ve been an African woman who fucked a German white dude. She wasn’t tall, and had semi-long black hair. The first thing I noticed about her, apart from the soft darkness of her skin, was how big her boobs were. You could see that the uniform shirt she was wearing was on the verge of breaking. It fit her waist and her shoulders, but her breast must have been way. The girly bottom in me coming to the surface.As soon as we both were naked, we met again.By now I was tumescent, as was James, and as we kissed and nuzzled and bit I could feel my cock harden against the underside of his sac, and I could feel his dick stiffen and swell against my groin and belly.We broke off from our kiss as I reached down to try to grab our now hard cocks and squeeze them together. James crouched slightly while I again went on top toes slightly and we rested our foreheads.