.and besides he really was a good fuck for a plant.I made my decision and sent my own love pouring down the link he had created, I was his, and I woul... do everything in my power to keep him safe.In return he shared his vision of how, if I wanted, I could be redesigned so that he could snuggle inside me. Redesigned he could be giving me pleasure full time with just his rather fine penis protruding from my crotch.I found myself getting off on the idea of looking like a shemale, his wooden woody. ”"Hi, good looking”Blushing, she asked, "How are you today?”He replied, "Great, now that I have some company. Have a seat.” He patted the empty space right next to him. As she sat down, she noticed the warmth of his smile and how brightly his eyes were shining. He made her feel warm and comfortable. Maybe a little bit daring.As they sat side by side making small talk, their shoulders touching, leaning into each other as they laughed, something started to change. Their words seemed to dwindle. Me working his body, edging him closer and closer to a mind blowing orgasm, and then slowing up. We were both gasping and sweating. His big beautiful cock swelling, throbbing, and turning even darker, (if that was possible) as he leaked copious amounts of precum while I worked him over. I was struggling, taking as much of his big cock into my mouth and throat as I could, but I still had inches to go that I might never be able to swallow. As I edged him closer and closer, building the intensity. That would be her uniform whenever she was inside the house. She asked what would happen when they had company, but he hadnt answered. The two times he brought friends over, hed allowed her to add Thai boxer shorts to the uniform but that was all. The second rule he implemented was that they would no longer eat dinner out. Before he left, theyd enjoyed their double income by eating out six or seven nights a week. It left them more time to enjoy each others company, Mark had said. Now, he.