Oh Donna Honey fuck me some more. Donna obliged her and started rotating her hips as she pressed her mound against the young Brunettes pussy. Oooooooo...oooohhhhhh baby fuck me oh god fuckme.Two years earlier Kathy had come home in distress over the death of one of her teachers. Donna had consoled her, holding her and caressing her as she cried out her grief. Eventually they became aroused as they clung to one another. finally they broke the embrace but the next day, Kathy asked Donna. Did. The first was the physical fact that he had been born male. Obviously, disgustingly male. Tammy hadn't been able to convince any doctors that he was worthy of gender reassignment surgery, and his efforts to disguise his maleness on his own just hadn't been terribly successful.To soothe his wounded spirits, Tammy wrote stories. Glorious, wonderful stories in which men were granted the female bodies they dreamed of. Stories in which they could wear the frilly feminine clothing they desired. "Good pet, now you just stay that way, nice and hard for Mistress," shesaid, rising and returning to the sitting room. Playing with himself as Mary had ordered, slowly stroking his cock to keephimself hard, all was quiet for a while. Then he became aware of the voicesin the next room, words which were vague at first, muffled, but then Mary sayingquite clearly, "I prefer my men to be kneeling before me, naked and bound,helpless at my feet." There was laughter, slightly nervous, the woman from. To the left was a door into a large storage area. I pointed that way, "we will sleep in there."I went to check the cooking area and then removed my pack. I set out rations and then took the pack into the storage area. I looked around and moved three metal shelve units. I took the upper shelves off and left the middle and lower. I tied the three together with adhesive binder I found on one shelf.The girls pushed me aside and started making our bed across the three shelves. I smiled as I returned.