Iwanted to be male again."I hear Tracey made a woman of you last night." Wait, hold up, what do you mean Tracey?" I said, still remembering thedream a...d thinking it was Sarah who had turned me into a woman."You don't remember?"Then it came back to me. Tracey had pegged me. That why my arse felttight. That's why my panties were stuck to me. My tits weren't real,did I still have a penis? I could feel it throbbing now, tucked firmlybetween my legs. So "made a woman out of" me meant she had. “Uh, well, I … I mean, well, I do appreciate you, uh, but … But, like … Like what do you mean, exactly?”She laughed again. “I mean, Cherry that your taste in porn shows me the kinds of things you like, and I like them too.”“You mean,” I said slowly, “my taste in porn makes you want to … Uh …”“Makes me want to seduce you? Most certainly. I like seducing men who fantasize about being dominated.” She stared intently at me as I nervously looked down and tried to figure out what to say.“You’re not. “One person spent almost sixty years inside one of these cells and only allowed out for a few minutes a day,” Belinda continued in a slower, more breathy voice, “A whole lifetime spent inside this concrete and steel box.”Just the thought of spending years in the cell was having an effect on him and he’d only been locked up for a couple of minutes, “Wow...” he replied.“And he wasn’t even guilty of bad chat up lines.”James stopped and gave her an apologetic smile through the grille. Damn, where. Meri to halat hi kharab hoo gai itna sex chardha k mai uthi or usko leta k uska lund apne moo mai lyy k choosne lagii uska lund loohe hi terha kharda hoo gaya tha or 7 inches ka laag bhaag hoga mai zor zor sy choos rahi thi woh mere baal pakerd k apne lund ko poora mere moo mai Daal raha thaaaphr maine uska lund pakerd k uske uper beath ker uska lund apni choot k sooraakh pay rakha or aahisata aahistaa beathi lohe jesa lund or aag jesa garam hoo raha thaa itna maza aa raha thaa lund lene mai k.