She hadn’t spoken, had she? These were just thoughts passing through her mind… ‘Why don’t you touch his body again,’ the voice said. ‘Rem...mber how it feels.’ A hand was taking hers and placing it on a naked chest. Someone was standing to the side of her. It couldn’t be Laroche—he was wearing a shirt—it must be Tony Daly. She stroked her fingers across the chest, seeking those nipples again. For a few silent moments she caressed one, tweaking it between her thumb and forefinger. Did a man. She kissed me deeply in my mouth telling me that she was going to be my mistress, it was her duty for as long as I needed. Ad God knows how badly I was about to need it! The days passed and my urge to release seemed to grow no matter how hard I tried to relief my urge. I told Sarah that when she was away from me I had a hard on and I asked her what I had to do. Sarah explained me that as long as I released my semen into her we was in the grace of God, and that if I tried to masturbate and waste. . I took it in my hand and moved my body closer to me so I can lick the head of his dick nice and slow. Then I opened my mouth big and he face fucked me. I was choking but he didn't care. He kept moaning and holding my head for more to go down my throat. His cock was huge with a mushroom head. I couldn't keep my hands off of IT. He picked me up rubbing me close to him while he took off my shirt and bra completely and took off my pants and panties. His dick made me so horny. He laid me. " Well now you're going the whole route Bernie."***True to her word Carol worked hard to prepare Bernie for next month'sappointment with Dr. Dunston. She styled her hair and manicured hernails. She taught her how to apply makeup and nail polish. Sheinstructed her on the fine arts of slipping into nylons and walking inhigh-heels. She advised her how to move and act like a woman. And shehelped Bernie build a nice wardrobe.Bernie ventured out in public dressed as a woman for the first timewhen he.