His eyes never leaving mine, he trails that finger down slowly stopping just above my clit. My hips arch up trying to get his finger on my pussy.“Di... baby girl miss my cock filling her up?”“Yes Sir yes I did. Please Sir?”“Please what baby girl? Fuck you , let you cum, what?”“Yes Sir, please fuck me and make me cum, use me as you wish.”“Oh I am going to fuck you baby girl, hard, and use what belongs to me, but you can not cum without permission. Do you understand?”“Yes Sir, I understand.” He. Anyway, back to the story. I've been training for over 3 months now and Ido have to say I'm really getting used to being a woman. My usual dayconsists of me getting up and taking a bath (I prefer baths to showersnow), eating a light breakfast, and then fixing my hair and makeup.Margaret taught me (patiently) how to fix my hair and makeup for whateveroccasion I would be doing. I practiced for many days until I got itright, now Margaret says I'm a pro at makeup. I then will get dressed(now being. After Don told her about the cruise, Sue was determined to go looking her very best. Sue hadn’t run much during the winter so she decided to watch her diet and increase her mileage. After a few weeks she increased her time and distance until she was jogging three miles four or five times a week. By the time Sue left for the cruse she was a trim and firm 115 pounds. Sue agreed when Don told her that she never looked better. Don was so pleased and excited that he rewarded her extra efforts with. “I’m going to get on all fours and raise my ass in the air for him. Do you think you’d like to watch? Yes, I know you would. Oh, I’ll tell you what – my ass will need to be really well oiled. How would you like it if I let you rub that massage oil around my hole for me? Would you like that baby? If I let you get my ass ready for him?”I don’t think she expected me to reply. I couldn’t have anyway, my throat was constricted, my mouth dry. But my prick was wet; pre-cum was seeping out of the slit.