Dipti wailed her acceptance of the manhood in her with a loud “Haaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhh! Haan beta, haan! Uh. Uh. Ha- uh. Huh. Hai! Yes!...�� She grunted with every animal thrust from her son.He was wider, harder and more muscled than his father, she thought, bizarrely. The pleasure was amazing, with the excitement brought on by illegitimacy only greater. Her finger nails dug into his shoulder, his back and his ass as her hands raked her young lover’s body.Sweat dripped from his. She was referring to the winter festival that the town threw every year, to showcase the arts and crafts and other things."You mean the festival? Sure, wouldn't miss it. Want to go with me?" I asked."Can't. Dad is running a booth this year, and I have to work it. You could always stop by and visit though," she said with a sigh."I still don't know why they have to do it in the winter. A nice spring festival would be better. They could get rides and stuff," I groused."Hey, it's a business thing.. " Roger wondered, 'What did I just say, and feel.He's controlling my mood. Oh god no, please end this now! Turn me backinto a man.'"You seem troubled Roger. You know I wish you would just accept yourfemininity." Oh I do Tom, I love being a women. This silk feels so nice on my skin."Roger really wanted to know what was going on. His clothing felt socomfortable and he really felt like he had been a woman all of his life,but he knew that he hadn't. As Tom looked over his skin and down his top all. She kept on claiming that she wouldnt have sex with me until I date her. One date she called me and told me she was horny so I decided to give her what she wanted. Crazy thing is that she told me she would have sex with me only if i brought her some breakfast from mcdonalds. Damn I wish I met more girls like her. I brought her the food and she opened the door in nothing but a tank top and some panties. I followed her up to her room and she layed down on the bed and started watching t.v.. I.