I sat on top of her waist, and she smiled at me. I grabbed her huge tits and played with them one more time. After just a few minutes, I was already o...sessed with them.I bent down, kissed her, and then, I lay on top of her. I aligned my cock with her clit, rubbed it with my tip, and as I did that, I felt her hand around my hard cock. She stroked it once and put it inside right away. She moaned aloud.I thrust gently and slowly. It felt so good to be inside. Her pussy felt so warm, so tight, even. An unmatched health care package that coverseverything short of permdying." Tamika began undoing Smylie's pants, her glossyhair falling forward to obscure most of her face. The desk blocked most ofRace's view, and with Smylie's words echoing in her head she was slow to realizewhat the assistant was doing. "Base pay of seven hundred thousand, plus profitsharing and the standard performance bonuses." "Seven hun--!" she began. "What is she doing?" sheasked suddenly, sitting up straighter to peer. At times, it seemed abnormally bright, when the eye was expecting darkness. So, why was she now...Ah. She had rolled over in the night, part of Kevin's sleeping bag covering her eyes.Rolling her body to the left, the familiar scene of her darkened basement came into view. Ceiling. That light with the fan that never worked.How she felt was not familiar.There was a slight ache between her legs. A wetness.She had had sex.Slowly, she sat up, looking around the room. Kevin and Bobby were fast asleep. She said that I was indeed a sissy but not a real one. To become a real sissy, you must taste and receive an alpha male dick. I told her that was way above me. It was something to get fucked in the ass with a strapon but at least it was a girl. But to suck and be fuck by a man was not in my interest, even after at I have done already. I rejected her idea and said that I, as a man, would not sleep with a man. She told me that I was not a man anymore but a sissy named Kendra. I told her that if.