'We can't, Claudette. Please... ' I echoed 'Please don't make us ... You can't... ''Do it!'With little need to appear reluctant, we both turned our ba...ks on Claudette and bent slowly forward. I was trembling with renewed shame and real nerves and that little voice claiming to be my sanity was screaming at me that this was wrong! This was rude and disgusting to be displaying myself like this to another woman — however, the new lesbian slut in me managed to ignore the impulse to run. Reaching. Miss Hart let his cock slide out of her mouth and stood up.“Okay, I’ll try it. But I won’t promise to like it. Umm, how do you want me?” Mr. Smith took a moment to admire her body. She was athletic—he could see her muscles ripple as she rose to her feet—but not masculine. Her breasts, her face, her hips still had softness to them. Wavy blonde hair fell past her shoulders. Her nipples stood out erect from breasts the size of large grapefruits. Her bush was shaved clean so he could see her moist. Upon hearing that I was indeed living full time as a young female, he immediately put me on female hormones. These were to be as strong as possible with constant supervision and check-ups to give me a female puberty. They would over ride the effects of my male genetics and help me develop a more feminine appearance and overall attitude, both mentally and physically.Well, the results couldn't have been more enjoyable. After only three weeks on my new hormones I began to feel much sensitivity in. ..............owwwww ................nooooooo ..........stopppp ........stop! Varun .......you ............you're too biggggg! Varun..............you .......... you're too big!" With her hands Sailaja then tried push at his muscular shoulders, trying to push him off her and prevent this i****tuous mating. "Oh, please ........stop ............pleaseeeeee! Varun ................stop, Varun.........stop ..............we must stop! This is so wrong ...........ahhhhhhhh, no ............