Just close your eyes and listen to my voice.”I did and it felt good. The sound of her voice was soothing when she spoke.“I have turned you into my...sissy boy, Tim. You are my little bitch now, do you understand?”“Yes,” my voice weak.“When I whistle you will tell me your name.”My mind went blank for a moment and then this soft melancholic tune entered my ears. It made me smile and at once I knew who I was.“I’m Tara.”“That’s right, you are and every time you hear this tune, you are her.”Raven. At each step I rolled my hips, making my breasts bounce visibly under the fabric that failed to conceal them.I opened my legs wide, straddled your waist and dropped into your lap."Happy birthday darling, hope you like your present," my voice a breathless whisper dripping with desire.Your arms reached for me, gripped my bum firmly and kneaded it passionately. Your lips found mine and you kissed me like you were dying of thirst and I was what you craved. You growled your need into my mouth, and I. He was very muscular with no body fat, and his cock almost looked fake, that's just how beautiful it was. Like Dave, I too was shaven down there but mine was being hidden by a red thong under my red dress. As soon as he laid on the bed, I laid on my stomach between his legs and started sucking his long black cock.I can't explain how amazing it was. Until now, all I had ever sucked was dildos, which actually turned out to be pretty helpful. I was licking his 8 inch shaft over and over like a. I went back home and was very happy that day. Now we would exchange smiles whenever we saw each other. Nothing happened for the next few days apart from getting the glimpses of her boobs from the terrace. One day i heard some noise from Sheela’s apartment, i rushed to the terrace and i saw Sheela crying in her balcony. After some time when she was going back inside she saw me looking at her from the top. Next day when i meet Sheela she asked me to come to the terrace. On the terrace she asked.