Her mouth melted into his, letting herself feel surrounded by the warmth. Soon their tongues were dancing together, sliding, stroking.But his hands! O... her ass. On her back. Everywhere they went that tingling followed. An electrical current sending shockwaves. She felt more alive, desirous, desired, fully herself again for the first time since Jack's betrayal.She pulled back suddenly, and without another word whipped off the bra. The bewilderment had not gone from Senthil's face, but she could. She has already told me thatthe hormones I am taking have done as much as they can, so She will haveme scheduled for surgery soon. Then the tight black satin corset, moldingmy waist into a more feminine form as I lace it tighter. It feels like atight, sensual hug.Garters, of course, because She wants Her maids in stockings. Tonight,they are black, real silk, with Cuban heels and seams. I check one moretime to make sure the seams are straight.I look at myself in the mirror for a moment, and I. I think I made her cum, mom. Three years old and she was thrashing about like a slut having an orgasm. I want you to beg for my cock like that little slut did, mom. I want to hear you cum.”He was ramming her harder now.“You gonna cum , mom. Come for your boy. Come on, mom. Show me what it feels like to have your own boy’s cock buried deep inside you. You feel that tingle like I do, mom? That tingle that says this is really sick and perverted but I’m getting off on it? It takes over your whole. ’ ‘Well, isn’t that just dandy,’ he thought. ‘I may never get to one of those girls.’ He suddenly remembered that you could just order one to you room. Under the current security shut down, it would be an android, but so what? They were warm and wiggly and had all the right parts. He found that communications weren’t completely down so he ordered a red head and settled down to wait. The airlock bell chimed. He checked for oxygen integrity and opened the lock. She stepped in to his room. He.