She could feel her legs moving off the edge of the blanket into the cool grass atop the lovers’ lane hill. She began to kiss lightly at his inner th...ghs, looking at his cock which was slumped onto his inner thigh. She kept her eyes on his prick looking for signs of life. Her ass was tingling very badly.She was in a hurry and – she wanted MacIntyre to get another boner immediately so she would not have to be patient She could smell the scent of her own pussy on his cock and she placed her. He inspected himself in the mirror, still in disbelief at what he'd become. His body took on more womanly curves every day. His old eyebrows and eyelashes had been replaced with the permanent makeup of a back alley whore. His lips had received two collagen injections to date, making them puff out spectacularly. 'The better to suck cock with' Mistress had said.John couldn't remember the last time she'd let him out of the suit. It had been at least four or five days since she last let him bathe.. When I had done so, she leaned forward, and took the bulge in her hand, and began twisting my cock inside my pants.I winced, and cried out, to which she twisted even more, as she found it very funny to see my discomfort.“Do you get it, dickhead,” she said, “I own you, and can do what I want when I want,” she laughed.“Do you understand?” she barked.“Yes,” I said painfully.Sitting back comfortably on our settee, she said, “Right, slowly drop em, I want a show.”Not wanting any more pain, I slowly. Not for a single moment is my mind distracted from the absolute vision of loveliness I have in my company. You hold me completely captivated with your grace and eloquence. As we exit the building I remove my suit coat and drape it over your shoulders. Accepting it gratefully, you pull it around yourself and relish the warmth transferred from my body to yours via the woollen garment. I don't have to endure the chilly night air for long, we are in a cab and back at my flat before I have a chance.