.. M... Master..." she stammered as you pushed your way past her. Recovering, she glanced quickly up the street and then shut the door behind you. "I..... I wasn't... wasn't expecting you today." I can see that," you replied coldly. "Drop the gown!"Fearing further punishments, Mrs Dougherty hurried to obey and soon the gown was pooled about her feet. You smiled for beneath the gown she was nude. "Well, at least you got something right," you commented as you checked out the mass of bruises. It throbbed and moved as I stroked it. If by magic it grew harder and slowly rose until it looked enormous about 9.5” long and nearly twice as thick as my own! I heard the guy in a foreign accent maybe Middle Eastern telling me to suck him! His command was overpowering to me. I knew that I was to obey his every wish. This big dicked master controlled me now!I knelt down and worshipped his huge Muslim dong! It was difficult because of how thick and huge he was. I stretched my mouth muscles to. Please believe me. When you girls put me in pantyhose, and a bra, that was definitely a first for me". "Sure, whatever" said Barbara. "Let me ask you Erin, if you could, would you want to be a girl all the time. I mean like have breasts like us, neat things like menustration, not!, and to lose that thing you keep in your dance belt? Seems like you're most of the way there now!" "Barbara, I never really thought about it. You three are really the first people my age that know anything. Now I'm hungry and on the prowl again. A friend had been talking to me about a sex party that met once a month and that we should go together. He said there were all kinds of guys there, many of them "straight" and married. I decided to go with him after a lot of convincing and, well...I became addicted. There were about fifteen or eighteen guys there, all different shapes and sizes. And it was a fucking free for all. There were no inhibitions. Guys would slip off to bathrooms. One guy was.