When we left, they were different people for the better – more aware of each other, more knowledgeable about pleasuring each other sexually, and mor... in love. We promised to keep in touch.During our rest periods at the inn and later while traveling, I practiced with the small travel guitar I'd bought in Wisconsin. The rich tones it produced surprised me for its size. Crystal played much better that I did, and became my tutor. We sang together and were both pleased that we still had the magic. “It’s warm and smooth and it makes me want to cum really bad.” I replied. “So you really want to fuck my load of shit, is that right?” May lifted one eyebrow like she had done before. “Yes, I will do anything!” I said it louder than I had planned to. “Anything, really?” Something hot and evil lay in May’s voice now. “First you have to do your slave work and clean my ass, and because I’m in such a great mood, I will allow you to cum while you do that. But don’t think you will take this thing of. ..!" her father spat."Sorry, my ignorant ex-husband hasn't grasped the concept yet," hermother said glaring at her husband.I watched them as they went outside. They continued to argue."He had no right...!" She has every right." She..? She...?" She is a woman. She has been since she was 18." He is my son. He should have stayed as my son." She has been a lot happier as a girl. She's even..." To another freak..." Her father described me in his own terms.I turned my attention back to Maya. There. You guys always put on such fantastic shows. I can’t wait to see what you do with her. You all have a good night. EThey led Karen out to the car and told her to get in. Darrell turned to Doug and Cindy and said, “I’m going to have a little party Saturday at noon. I would sure like you guys to come and bring any of the gang that you think might be interested in further using and humiliating Karen. E Karen sat in the back seat of the car listening with the mouthful of putrid piss from the.