“Don’t really do labels,” he replied, before continuing, “To me, it’s only important if it’s a good fuck or a bad fuck. Gender doesn’t r...ally come into it.”After a brief pause, he surprised me by asking, “Do you like massage?”“Sure,” I answered, somewhat perplexed.“Well, I give an unbelievable massage. I don’t do any of the fancy named stuff, but just a good old fashioned hard massage. My hands are very strong, and I can assure you that you won’t have any stress left in you, once I am. Alexis leaned forwards from the end of the table – the top buttons of her white school uniform shirt were still undone from the groping which Ms. Greig had earlier given her tits, and if Yuriko had bothered to look sideways she would have seen straight down Alexis’s alluring cleavage. Instead, in her aloof and snotty way, she completely ignored whoever it was who had had the temerity to intrude on her studies.‘So, Yuriko, working hard again, are you?’ cooed Alexis, her lips pursed forwards and. Another 10 minutes and Mom’s huge cock was up his ass, and his minuscule member up Dad’s tighty. The clock read 12:19 a.m. He was blissfully happy. A few minutes later, he was blissfully asleep.Affected by the unconscious contractions of Henry’s rectum, the dildo slowly dislodged from his decidedly girlish bottom, sliding upward and back, evacuating. 2” protruded, and then 4”, until gravity took command and bent the shaft far enough down to slow, and then stop evacuation via friction. Henry. "The Emerald Palace now belongs to you, Princess Elaheh. Within its walls you have complete control, and there you are a man."A hum of shocked surprise ran around the halls of the Throne Room."A woman!" Elaheh heard whispered.The courtiers could not believe what they had heard. A western woman to be treated as a man was one thing, but owning property and Master of the Emerald Palace ... it was unheard of in Kobekistan for a woman to own property of any kind, let alone to have power over men.