When I was able to breathe normally again, Bill climbed on top of me and began to slowly slide his cock up and down my my slit, rubbing my juices all ...ver my too-sensitive clit. I had both of my hands in his hair, begging him to fuck me.“Please, please, please put your cock in me. Fuck me Bill. I can’t take it anymore,”He stopped moving completely and said, “I thought you didn’t fuck people without your husband around?”“I didn’t. Not till now. I really need your co…”That’s when he pushed his. He took a moment to be still inside her, filling her to her limit (one of her limits, at least). He began fucking her, bending her over, putting his large hands on her shoulders and slamming her back into him roughly over and over. He was hitting her cervix repeatedly, harder and harder each time. She started to flail and scream and wriggle away from him, so he pushed her to the ground. He crushed his knees on top of her splayed legs and forced her head against the floor to the side. Still. (Photo 'blackmail' can accelerate things nicely)From an entirely personal space my big thing is control and domination, can't explain it, don't really question it, I just accept it and have, much later in life, done something about it!There is no bigger turn on for me than to see a once macho heterosexual male, made-up, appropriately dressed in her girly finest, on her knees fellating a large penis until it discharges, it's just unadulterated bliss to know I made it happen, the control and. Who would want to be a GIRL forever? "We've got to get you dressed. You can wear some of my clothes, as she had some of the same outfits as me." Gwen wanted to make Stan wear a skirt, but he refused, and then she made fun of him by telling him that he was acting just like Lori. In the end, Stan was wearing jeans and a T-shirt with "girl power" on the front. He was also wearing a bra and panties and some running shoes with pink laces. He felt foolish, but when he looked in the mirror, he had to.