She remembered everything she had learned the other night, and improved on it. She honestly seemed to be enjoying herself—I even heard (and felt) he... making little humming noises to herself at times, as if it were an ice cream cone she was savoring. And when I came—making it my turn to cover my mouth with my hand to keep from crying out—she simply looked up at me while her mouth filled up with my juices. When she was sure I was done she delicately removed her mouth from my cock, being careful. We found a urologist in Juarez, and made an appointment to have mecastrated. Two years ago, I wouldn't have dreamed of doing such a thing,but life as a girl had grown so familiar, it seemed like the onlysensible thing to do. In the doctor's office, I put my feet in thestirrups and listened to music on headphones while the doctor worked. Ivaguely felt a little tug here and there, but after only a few minutes, Ifelt him bandaging my scrotum. I spent the next few days with a packageof frozen. "Obviously this is all your fault anyway for imprinting yourself on an honest to god 'MIND CONTROL' chip. But if you think for a second that that was the real me you smug bastard then you've got another thing coming. I in no way wanted to act like that..." She stopped speaking mid sentence. Her eyes closed shut and her mouth turned down as if she were in pain. Her hands shot up and clutched her head ... She moaned so quietly I could barely hear her... "My head..." she hissed softly.I hopped off. Lana smiled and sat on the edge of the bed and reached down and slid her finger into her pussy. “So boys, any volunteers to lick my nasty pussy?” she said. Troy sprung up from his chair and dropped his pants, knelt down between her legs and slid his tongue across her pussy and kissed her clit as Lana closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “Oh yesss,” she whispered. We met Troy through an ad we have on a personals web site and Lana was smitten by him immediately. He is a good looking, well.