I grabbed my cock to line it up to her little slit. Her nether lips were so small and tight, I was still not sure how she had managed to take me in, ...oth last night and earlier that morning. I pressed my cock up against her slit and started rubbing it up and down, which only got to her to moan more as her head just laid on the bed. Her pussy could obviously stretch out enough to accommodate my thick cock, but her tight little slit had me worried. As I slowly started pushing forward, her. ’. The fingers straightened out and once more the finger tips took over their FAST, enticing, nerve-stimulating dance – over the temples, onto the forehead, down the bridge of the nose, down each side of the nares onto the cheeks. This time, the fingers continued the circular dance on the still tingling cheeks before moving down to the neck and onto the still sensitive collar bone. ‘Ohhh, my cheeks feel as stimulated as my clit’ was the penetrating thought. Soft moans issued through her parted. A solitary tear rolleddown her eye. "Are you saying that my son has been locked up in thefeminine body? A prisoner within his own mind?" That is what it appears to be. Without knowing exactly how the lock wasplaced on her abilities there is not a lot we can do at this point. Thefew options we do have will be effective but there may be some sideeffects." Side effects? Like what? What are you going to do to her?" As I mentioned before, complete reversion is out of the question. Thereality is that. She hated to think how much she had spent on clothes alone since she arrived, but she had clothes for school, for almost any occasion and was ready to go to work at WSGG next spring. Joe never hassled her about money and she never spent it frivolously. She felt she bought quality and got fair value.It had been a warm day and the room was cool so she stripped off her top and bra, as well as her slacks. She often wore just panties in the room if she was alone or with Joe, getting used to the feel.