My cock was,presently, right where Curt-now-Kirsten had long dreamed of its being.Of course, it wasn't to stay there long, not when there was another,...ar better place for it to visit. I drew back my hips, reclaimed myprick, and, holding the rigid column of flesh firmly in hand, pressedit forward, against the tiny, puckered anus, and Kirsten's sphinctersuccumbed to my force, opening to admit the conquering cock that slidforward, through the tight ring of muscle and deep into the interior ofher. With out conscious thought her hands check her dressing gown to make sure everything was in place only to discover she was showing at bit more than she would have liked. She pulled the offending material back in place and turned back to her room.Oh my, she thought, she was flashing her thighs at her young brother and the thought made her face go bright red. He certainly wasn't the little boy she had left in January just a few short months ago. She then realized that her pussy was itching again. The next day Iwent looking for a job, and ended up as the receptionist at a local highend salon! That job had a lot of perks, the best one being that myelectrolysis would be at half price, which I started as soon as I foundout. Melissa, the girl doing the beard removal worked on me every day,moving around my face so I did not swell up, and within a month I hadvery little beard left. Stan and I dated a few more times then he wassent off by his job for a while. Mom said it was a very good thing. When they had finished she returned to the kitchen on his orders, cleaned up and then presented herself to him, knelt by him and head bowed."Please may I get dressed, Master?" She asked, for she was still naked from head to foot."Yes, you may." And please may I use the bathroom, Master?"He considered for what seemed like an eternity before answering,"Yes, you may. But make it count. That's the only time you'll be going until further notice." Thank you, Master," Was her only response before she.