Ummmmmm, he had this cinnamon taste on his tongue. Loved it! We took turns sucking tongue while his finger searched and found (Oh, he KNOWS where IT i...!) my Gee, Gee, Geezusfuckin' Christ!I scraped my knee by banging it hard against the dash as I bucked and twisted to an orgasm.After Bob rubbed the hurt away, I reached over and unzipped his fly. His buoyant 8 incher sprang out and into my hand. I loved this part of our foreplay."Oh look at your tip, it's almost purple from being cramped up all. This bitch was enjoying his company on every trip. She was even parading around as his wife! She wrote how she liked to tease him in public, then take him home and screw his brains out. She wrote about how she is bragging to all her friends about the two of them! She even included a line that told him how much she loved climaxing on his cock! At first, my hands trembled as I read each line, my eyes tearing up and dripping lines of wetness down my cheeks. After I re-read the letter, I got. That led to a more deliberate examination, and I lifted the bed sheet and gown away from my body, and saw a girl under there!Holy Crap!I was a girl, and a very small girl at that. I couldn't see my face, because there was no mirror in the hospital room, but I could tell I had small body, which meant that I must be quite young. My skin looked healthy, and my body appeared not to be much of anything other than the body of a young girl.Internally, I laughed thinking now that I was a girl, and. But just as I have to own my Sadistic desires, I have to also be transparent that I'm not a mean person nor can I completely remove myself emotionally from a beating I'm giving. It's a dance I do between inflicting pain and providing comfort. The dance is delicate and often the lines are blurred.But I absolutely love to hurt a woman in a bdsm context if they have consented to that. Anything I do, I've either done before, studied or been shown how to do it in as safe as a manner as possible..