Holding on to her hips, I dug my fingers into her fleshy buttocks and spying her hairless anus, moved my finger to it and after spitting onto her butt...hole, I probed her anus with my finger.”Oh yeeeeeees ” Sita gasped “CUM NOW! CUM NOW!”I felt her cunt turn very hot and wet and knew that her juice would soon drip out of her cunt as I too came in her. Our Juices mingling and dripping onto the bed sheet as jet after jet of seed shot into her overflowing hole. We held the position as our orgasm. Her voice sounded low, guttural. "That sweet, delicious, tantalizing smell. We ate them all up. How do we get more?" He has to make them," Julie said. "The guy out front. Arnie. The baker."There was silence, and Arnie knew they were coming. He thought about running out the door, but he knew that wouldn't work.They would find him, he was sure of that. They would track him down, no matter where he ran to, because they knew he was the only one who could make the donuts.The donuts that they had to. It seemed so bizarre that she would simply follow the forceful direction of a man. But then again, when I thought of who she was when I first met her, maybe the submissive role wasn’t so far fetched after all. I looked up at Meg, and I could see the small smile acknowledging my confusion. ‘When my two darling grandchildren were born, no one was happier than Yolanda, perhaps with the exception of me. She was a natural mother, and nothing that has happened in the past eight years had led me to. She hugged her, stroked her, kissed her, tried toreassure her that she was special and all those things she would give her.The she could come into Her bed whenever she wanted, if she wasfrightened, she would be there for her whatever. In her world, girls andboys can have that attention. Big or little. If thats what Katie wanted ,that was no problem.Clearly, there was more to Kevin or Katie that she had possibly imaginedbut perhaps it did explain why he felt he had to be a she to warrant.