I did he as he asked. He spread my ass cheeks and started to lick my womanhood. No one ever has done that to me. I couldn’t do that to myself. So it...felt really good and made me feel like a real gal. I really enjoyed it. I was moaning like a real gal. I started to beg him to fuck me. He knew I couldn’t take it anymore. He came behind me.He started to rub his dick on my hole and started to push slowly. I then realised what I was doing. I asked him if he had a condom. He said no. I then said I. Another shiver racked my body but the emotion that caused it was harderto define this time. I might not love being seen in an entirely feminineway. I might feel a loss of my masculinity. But underneath that, I knewthat I was becoming a convincingly beautiful woman and that a part of meenjoyed that. And the thought of becoming a caricature of that... ofbeing an obvious man in drag, swishing my way through the club all in anattempt to keep the attentions of the woman in charge of my business. " Okay." "John" started the coffee-maker. "What do you want for breakfast? I have pancakes, waffles, eggs, cereal.." Ooh, pancakes or waffles. Those are my favorites and I rarely have them." I can make you both." And "John" put some waffles in the toaster and started the stove for the pancake batter.He must not have put the heat on yet because I was shivering. "I'm cold," I complained."Oh, here." he left the kitchen then returned from the bedroom with a fluffy pink female bathrobe.My dress, as. Fresh cum scalding, I had difficulty holding on to his slimy prick and preventing separation. Even Kane's obvious pleasure from sexual release didn't stop his expression from gaining a measure of disappointment.Under his dismissive gaze, I attempted to push cum back into my twat. I only succeeded in releasing more into my soaked hand. His unhappy gaze raked my guilt for nearly half an hour. Pulling away, his dick popped out of me, and I crammed the rubber ball against the sticky tide.Before I.