I felt justified.I sat up as she returned. The early morning sun was just coming in through the window and allowed me to fully see the woman who had n...t only helped me but was now considered one of mine. Lithe and graceful, she smiled at me when she saw me watching her. I had known there was something wrong with her while I had been laid up, but ignored it due to my needs. Now, concern for her touched me and I held out my hand to her.She smiled, but it was a half smile. Her face looked as if it. She was craving on bed due to my touch while removing nighty.Rani: What are you doing, baby?Me: Wait, darling.Slowly, I took the ice cake, applied it to her boobs, and kept the cherry on her nipples.Rani: Hey, what are you putting on it and it is cold.Me: Rani, enter a new world. Feel the pleasure.By telling it, I put the cake on the stomach, inner thighs, pussy, and asshole. My idea was to put cake completely on her, and I did it. Now I looked at her, and she was fully covered in cake.I cannot. I was inches from jabbing her with my hard cock. “Just turn this knob. Then pull, and click that button.” I said. I slowly leaned over her. My hard cock was sliding up and down the crack of her firm, round ass. Just the thin white material keeping my hard cock from touching her amazing ass. She put her right hand on my arm to steady herself, she put her left hand on my hand to turn the knob and push the button on the washer.I kept my naked body on Mrs. Cotton. She did not push me away. My cock. "So I couldn't sit with him, I meanher." A bit harsh having gender segregation at this age. Is this the idea ofthe teachers?" asked Dr. Young."I don't think so," said Liz. "More society's fault, I reckon. You knowhow it is: girls like dolls and clothes, while boys like football andaction toys." So, when you do go back to school, you'll be able to have these friendsto talk to?" he asked Michelle."Yes," she replied."So, I presume they know that you're a boy?" They know that I'm a girl," replied.