I then climbed on the bed and stuck my dick into her moth. I was in the sort of position, where my keens were by her sides and my balls were dangling ...ver her chin. Then I thrust my dick in her moth, like her mouth was a pussy. She was using her tongue to her best of her abilities to make me cum, I started to get hot and I felt an orgasm coming on, I prodded my cock in he moth for a little while longer and then I pulled it out and held it over her breasts. I watched as my first spurt of my cum. I panicked a bit.Have I still got a cock?I reached down to feel if my cock was still there. Did I have a cock or what! What was 6 inches the day before was now huge - bigger than Brads whenhis was soft.I went to check my testes - tiny, the size of a grape and my scrotum wasflat against my body. They were almost not there.I sat up.White blonde hair swung over my shoulder - long hair?Wow those tits were real big and real heavy - they were fantastic andevery thing I wanted. They were definitely. She was murmuring incoherently, waving her hands at the empty air. He watched her flail and grasp at ephemera as a few tears escaped her tightly closed eyes.They were the last tears he’d see her shed.“You should pack.”“I don’t...”“No. Pack now. If not now, when?”“I don’t know.”“Then you’ll end up spending the final hours of our beautiful journey doing something neither of us wants you to do. Is that how you want to leave? In a panicked rush to stuff your last few belongings into a suitcase? Do. X "But," she smiled, "I am glad you confessed your reason. I was angry because it seemed like rebellious behavior on your part, which is very serious." "Oh no, mistress," he said, truthfully for the first time. "I never meant to rebel." "That's nice," she said, "because it would only be much harder for you." She moved a little closer, pulling a stool up and sitting down, her head almost his height. "Maybe we should start over then. I like to take a novice like yourself and sit down.