I wanted to serve him. I wanted to please him. I wanted him. I had a small op on my trachea to lift my voice higher. I had never been a basso profundo...like Frank- more a tenor verging on alto so that was an easy op - although talking to my parents on the phone was tricky.I became more feminine. I became more slutty for Frank. I was transforming into a woman for him. I loved it. I wanted nothing more than to be his girl. Even after sated sex I became obsessed with being his girl. I wanted to be. The newlyweds honeymooned at a budget beachside motel not too far away. She actually managed to be monogamous for the first four days of the week-long stay, mainly because she was always in her new husband’s presence.On the fifth day they had gone separate ways for some reason and he had to go looking for her. He saw her across the courtyard coming out of the room of a young man who had paid her quite a bit of attention at the pool on previous days. They looked pretty friendly. He wasn’t seen. We got home to the apartment about 2.30 in the morning and didn’t see Manks until the following evening, and then it wasn’t for very long.On Wednesday morning we didn’t wake until about 9.30 and then didn’t move off the bed until gone 10.00. I woke with an erection which I wanted to put to good use but Jayne was very sore and felt uncomfortable. Hardly surprising given the pummeling her cunt had endured 12 hrs earlier. She became more uncomfortable as we went for breakfast and then a walk on. He closedhis eyes and then opened them to check if this was all a dream. Itwasn't, and he watched as Chris's head bobbed up and down on his cock,the soft warm mouth and tongue sending him into ecstasy. Rick closed hiseyes again, this time to better experience what was happening to him. Hehad been edging several times already, and he knew it would not be long.Chris tormented Rick, sliding his tongue along the shaft and swirling itbeneath the head, sending Rick into delirium. He felt Chris take.