For a long while, many minutes it seemed, he held her, allowing her to completely release her suppressed anxiety and fear. As her breathing slowed, he...spoke, "Only when you are ready, little one." She took several deep breaths and, once she was able to breathe regularly, she gently and tentatively pulled away and knelt before him, keeping her eyes down. He remained silent and slowly circled her... once... twice... a third time... and stopped directly in front of her. As she waited, she studied. She cried against him with great wrenching sobs. After initial uncertainty, he stroked her hair with one hand and her back with the other. Feeling her delightful breasts against him was a terrible temptation, but he knew that was not the time for petting.Well, for him it wasn't. After a couple of minutes, he felt her hand leave his back and wrap around his cock. Still, she kept sobbing and did not stroke him, just held him. It was almost like she was getting comfort from holding him that. Herhusband and his friends did abuse her very much and she never liked man afterthat. So she had an boy but brought it up as agirl.? She had a female tutor? for him and lethim do all kind of girly things.? Let hishear grow long, had him wear girls clothes and even had a grow stimulating hormone ?for hisbreast when he grew up. Her husband had called them Jon and Evangeline but whenhe was dead she changed it in Joan and Evy. Whenshe has told me al this I asked her why she had contacted me. I. Yes, thats what i said My dripping cunt hole. It has been like this for quite a few months now, and my cunt hole was aching, constantly wet and leaking into my panties, i had taken to having to change them several times a day, to stop the obvious scent of a very aroused pussy attracting other male attention. I was in dire need of some serious sexual relief. I really thought about going out and trying to find another man with a very big cock to fuck me senseless, to be honest it wouldnt be hard.