Next I spread the lotion on my throat. When I felt a tingle, I began tospeak and listened as my voice moved out of its tenor range into thealto-range ...f a woman. I rubbed in more lotion until I realized Isounded like the actress Jennifer Tilly, who made a career playinghelium-voiced bimbos. I took the blue-colored cotton ball and rubbed itinto my throat, hearing my voice deepen subtly. When I reached a BrendaVaccarro rasp, I took the pink cotton ball and spread a little more"After" on my. ...In my alternative existence, I am Ronald Atkinson and I am an accountmanager at a well-known financial institution, but whenever my mistresscommands, I am simply her slave 'Ronnie'."By now everybody had gathered around to hear, and everybody gasped atthe revelation.Cynthia was busily replacing Ronnie's gag, and it appeared to be tighterthan before.."Cynthia, Ronnie was like a vicious wild animal just before, and nowshe's suddenly docile and compliant - I don't understand?" Oh, that's easy. She offered one glass to Rob and sat down beside him on the sofa. She turned towards Rob and then crossed her legs. Her skirt was riding high on her thighs as sat down. Rob' eyes were riveted on her naked thighs now. She slowly drank from her glass as she noticed Rob looking at her thighs and blushed. Rob also drank from his glass as they both stared into each other's eyes. Bablee was playing with her bangles as she drank her glass. "What is that?" Rob pointed towards her gold bangles."It is. He held her hips, controlling her movements, in case she had any notions of getting away. He had mounted her like he was a stud bull--his legs wide apart, knees planted firmly on the bed for ultimate thrusting! He had waited years for this! Now it was happening!This had been Karl’s most taboo fantasy--something he allowed rare light, released only during masturbation or when he fucked Jean. (To vent that lust, he would imagine his wife’s pussy was Roxie’s! Imagining he was fucking his teen.