"What?" My name is 'Jo' now. Or 'Johanna, ' but I'd rather you called me 'Jo.'" Then I shall. Lovely, lovely Jo." It's I who should be praising you. I...never felt like that. It's not at all so strong when I do it to my..." Darling girl! You are blushing. I know that you do it yourself. Otherwise, you would not be half so responsive to my hand. And I love your responsiveness. Don't be ashamed. It certainly gave you pleasure; the results give me pleasure. Who was hurt?" I've thought that out for. I wiped the excess from my chin and from his softening cock. “Did you like?” He didn’t answer. He pulled me up and pushed me onto my back and then kissed me hard and deep. He must have tasted himself but didn’t seem to mind at all. The kiss was long, passionate, deep and assured me that he had appreciated everything that had just happened. I felt his hands on me again, his kisses becoming more passionate. So much had already happened that night - my mind was racing. “Matt?” I whispered into. "Yes what?"I tried to think about what she wanted but my mind as quickly cloudingwith building hormones from her touch down below and I heard the wordsescape my lips before I could stop myself."Yes Mistress, I like that.."A little part of me was confused as to my answer but was quickly drownedout as she continued to play with me and tease me, "Good girl. Thespell is working perfectly..."As soon as I heard her praise me as a girl I suddenly felt a rush ofexcitement and hormones flood through. I'd seen myself in a mirror often enough, I knew I looked desirable. I was blonde, including my pubic hair, had small tits, but enough to fondle and suck, I was slender and I'd been told I had legs that ran up to my armpits."Sweet Jesus, Cindy, you're magnificent!" Let me see you, Daddy."He removed his clothes. I thought his slim, athletic body was magnificent and I gasped when for the first time I saw him with an erection."Oh Daddy, you've got beautiful big cock!" "Your mother always thought.