I paraded around the houseacting like a proper young lady, crossing my legs and repeating whateverI saw on TV in my most feminine voice, which sounded...good, in myopinion. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and at first Ithought I looked like a pretty girl (albeit a few inches taller than anormal girl.) but then I immediately thought to myself "What are youdoing Brian? You're a guy, your supposed to be wearing a t-shirt andjeans and playing video games and rough housing with your. If I was insane, Mr. King would just have to deal with it. I snorted. If the man was anything like his ads and recordings indicated, he would be more interested than not in my strange results.I closed my Email app and clicked back to my coding environment. I took a deep breath, and started to work.It was near the end of the day when Allison dropped by my office.I didn’t notice her until I glanced up and realized she was standing in my doorway, watching me thoughtfully. I had no idea how long. John’s attention got more and more intense and when Jane started to push back into his hand, he slid two fingers into her vagina. He did not move his hand but let Jane push herself back onto them. When he still did not move, she slowly started to fuck herself with them.John withdrew his fingers and as Jane looked over her shoulder to question him, he pulled her hips up, so she was kneeling with her head down.Before doing anymore, he asked, “About this kneeling thing?”They both chuckled, a. "Oh Master, I am so wet, please give me permission to cum," Mrs. Graph said through her heavy breathing.I slowly turned the dial on the remote causing the egg buried in her cunt to turn on. "Ohhhhh," Mrs. Graph cried as she began to squirm in her bed as she still laid next to her sleeping husband. "Oh Masterrrrrrr," Mrs. graph moaned as I turned the remote up a little more. Using my other hand I began pumping my cock. I was so turned on right now I was ready to jump out of my skin. I never.