"I'M COMING... COMING!"A delicious, thick stream of her hot orgasmic juices flowed down into his mouth as he plunged his tongue deeper and deeper into...her gushing cunt. He could feel his cock throbbing with a huge hard-on as her oozing pussy soaked his face with her hot fuck-cream."Oh, Reverend," she whispered a few minutes later as she lay in his arms. "That was so wonderful." It sure was," he answered.Pressing her softly parted lips to his, she could feel the man's deliciously swollen boner. She agreed. And I ask her a towel she give me a towel and went to the bed room that have attached bathroom.I remove all my dress including my underwear and just wear that towel. I still have erection and shape of my tool is visible. I went inside kitchen and ask hair oil. Kavitha give me a bottle of hair oil. And she noticed what I have inside the towel. She has a naughty smile in her face. I took this as first green signal and winked on her. She wasn’t replay and take her face away.After. She would soon be my personal slut slave.**********FatimaI had a good night's sleep. I needed that orgasm last night.I went downstairs to prepare breakfast and start doing my jobs for the day. I wanted to show Harvey I was grateful for the job.I made breakfast and I had done the cleaning. Harvey had still not come down for breakfast. I was beginning to get worried.As I was about to see if he was ok. He came downstairs to have his breakfast. He greeted me with a big smile. He seemed to be in a. Not Maria! Hir’s stayed deader than a doornail, which is just tragic. Granted s/he was one beautiful she male. Hir face was pretty, s/he had great long hair, a beautiful body, with an awesome T & A combination. Just, no fucking boner. As our relationship progressed Maria even introduced me to hir sex theripist. The theripist recommended that I stop cross dressing altogether. It would help Maria complete hir transition into full womanhood. I might have gone for it except for one thing. I was.