“Not here,” she murmured conscious of his arousal, “the sand gets everywhere.”“It won’t get where I’m going,” he said pulling down her...shorts.They picked them up the following afternoon with the two cars. He prepared the drinks while they dashed upstairs to change. Soon the girls were in a huddle showing off their engagement rings, while the boys were at the bar.“I’ve not had a chance to thank you guys for covering for me at Brize,” Robert said.“Forget it Robbie,” Tim replied, “It’s only what. As you try to speak you also realize that you have been gagged as well. A sense of panic comes over you and you struggle mightily to free yourself but it is useless. Shaking your head does nothing to remove the obstruction covering your eyes or mouth. The realization of your situation hits hard, your bound and gagged on your bed, helpless at some strangers mercy.You are now lying there quietly waiting. Wondering if this is a dream or if it's real, when you feel a presence nearby and someone. I appreciate you.” She said. I looked at her in bewilderment. “Now, you said you don’t know how to take care of it. But you are hard now, Shyam. Don’t you think we should do the responsible thing again? Or you won’t be able to study like a good student.” She said while squeezing my cock in her palm.“I was like this, the entire week mam. It simple doesn’t go away.” I said.“I know. I noticed. I saw many times, you trying to hide it in front of everybody. You shouldn’t have it like that and walk. Itfeels good. I feel horny as hell, and stand up to look at my feminizedbody in the mirror, my hand snaking back to grab my dick and start tomasturbate furiously. I watch the gorgeous, bald, woman in the mirrorstroking her cock, her lips parted, her breasts jiggling. I shouldn'tdo this. I shouldn't feel this.I love being a woman.I cum with a shudder, a thick spurt coating my hand and filling mynose with it's musky scent.What. The. Fuck?The shame and embarrassment overwhelms me and I rush to the.