His groans made me want to please him more and more. I rubbed his cock while tightening my lips around. Everytime I went down onto his cock, I sucked ... little harder. My tongue rolled around his cock, concentrating it on the head of his cock. He had enough and pushed me off his cock, flipping me over onto my back and spreading my legs. He rubbed his cock against my clit at first, then ran it against my whole slit. My whole pussy was dripping wet. I needed his hard cock in my tight pussy now. . Those names, Simon and Sarah were ones she had heard her abusers use with each other."What is it?" asked Marissa."Oh ... nothing. I just thought I'd heard those names before." The father's abuse was ... excessive," continued Marissa."You mean... ?" Yes, so the stories go, he raped his own daughter repeatedly and it was said the mother not only knew of it, but helped even to the point of holding the girl down while the father ... oh, it's just too gruesome.'"No, I'd like to know. Please." Well,. I looked down at the dead woman's body and realized I didn't simply want to be smaller and attractive I wanted to be a woman also."No, I wanted to be her," I said not thinking."I didn't know you swung that way, Igor. We'll see what we can do later," He laughed.Well now was later and I was now Ginger Grant. I looked at my mane of red hair, my dazzling green eyes, and my full soft lips. I was a goddess. My straight white teeth shined back at me. I cupped my new breasts with my small hands. I had. Her wet pussy lips were sliding up and down over my hard cock. Suddenly Camilla lifted her body for a moment.Then I asked her which kind of surprise she had for me...Camilla got my hands and held me down onto the mattress.I was still inquiring about the surprise, when I let out a loud scream, as a huge lubricated strap-on entered my ass in a swift motion. I heard that bitch laughing loudly…I tried to get up but realized Camilla was really stronger and I could not stop her. The bitch was going.