It was part question, part tease as he let me know I could touch, and I made myself touch him. I wonder what he was expecting, but I ended up touching...his chest, his arms, his thighs, just feeling them. Could I like this? Feeling how hard actual muscle was in comparison to my thinning arms made me feel utterly inferior. Time was up faster than I expected, and I was left dazed, horny and drunk as I rejoined Marie and her friends, who were quite interested in what had gone on. There was friendly. Yes, that’s you now. Jenna. Folks, her name is Jenna. The good news is ... no more chastity. The bad news is ... you’re not a man anymore. You’re a futanari girl. You’ll never be a man again! Then again, that might not be such bad news after all. At least not to me. A lot of the menfolk would agree with me ... and more than a few of the girls, too. You’re much more ... alluring as a futa girl!” I laughed as I slapped Jenna on the tush.“Tell me about it!” I heard Jessica Alba as she slid in next. She looked over her should at them. They must have liked what they saw. Out of the four of them two had their hands in their pockets. She straightened her back out again and her hips moved to the beat of the song. The guys were memorized. She moved in a way that got her tits to shake a bit while her hips rocked. She bent her knees in front of the raven hairs guy and grabbed his head, pulling it toward her pussy. She let him stay there only for a moment, just so he could smell her juices, which. He put the leash back on and tied my hands to his bed and put a blindfold on me. "Ill be back in a few minutes," is all he said as he shut the door.My mind was racing. What had I gotten myself into?? I was a little scared but I was more excited so I just decided to roll with it.After about 10 or 15 minutes I could hear daddy coming back up the stairs. But who was he talking to?"He's got a mouth of gold and some pretty faggot panties on," was all I heard as the door opened. "Hey bitch boy, this.