I took them off to see that I had now a mound of skin,divided by a slit, making me the perfect girl.The door swung open and my Dad came into the room ...itha black and white maid uniform, and his hair done intoa high bun on his head. He wouldn't let mecall him Dad, he just told me to call him Maria andnothing else, and that he was on the service of mymother that he called mistress.I survived the days, with the continuous lessons ongirlhood, on how to sit, run and dance, with theboring ballet. R: Don’t worry dear, I just told how I was feeling. Won’t proceed without your consent.Me: Do you think I agree?R: I am 100% sure of my darling.Me; No way, just forget and be a good friend. Got it?R: No, I won’t get it unless you give me.Me: Don’t be naughty dear.R: OK I will be a good boy. But I need to take your measurement for a blouse, you agree to it or not?Me: Let me think tomorrow. I can give you a measurement blouse it may be fine.R: Oh! Let me see my luck.Next three days R was not. ..A: have some small talk before getting startedB: put on some porn, preferably ones with facials for obvious reasons~C: get right to itAssuming we did one of the three above, I'd love it if he stood up in front of me, and asked me to get on my knees in front of him. I would smile, still nervous and shaking, but do so. He'd gently place his hand on the back of my head, and pull me into his crotch, pressing my face against his hardening cock. I'd feel it against my face as it was still in his. He could feel the pre-cum leaking from the head in a constant flow when the worst of all possible things happened. The women let go of his cock and it was flopping around trying to get the last bit of stimulation it needed to cum, with nothing touching it. Billy tried to will it to go over the edge, but with no success. There was one more thing he could try. “Please!” Billy begged. “Not a chance.” Beth said. “Why should we get you off when we haven’t gotten off yet?” “Have you ever had a woman.