Dan kissed his daughter on the forehead and left for work. Louise left and walked a few doors down the street to call for her friend Amanda. She was a...so 10 and of similar build to Louise, but with auburn hair which contrasted to the blonde hair of Louise. They got the bus and headed into town to do their shopping for new clothes. They had decided they both wanted some new underwear and Amanda said she would also like a new swim suit ready for the expected long hot summer. They both purchased. “Having sex with a woman, as I will go on to tell you all about, is always a lot of work. Pleasant work, I might add. They need foreplay and don’t like to get rushed. Us men, on the other hand, are a horny lot and enjoy a quick-release quite often. Sometimes you don’t want to run a mile, and a fast sprint is very enjoyable. Although you do get the odd quickie with chicks, that doesn’t satisfy them. Females do that as a favour, but it mustn’t get abused.”Over the next several weeks, Malcolm. He let the rope descend until it was level with cynful's sleeved arms. He then picked up two ankle cuffs with foot long chains on each with the final link that had one long side that could be opened and closed by unscrewing a sleeve. He went up to cynful and knelt down and attached each cuff to one of her ankles.When Max had the cuffs buckled on, he then took cynful's left foot and pulled it up by the chain, leaving cynful trying to keep her balance on one foot. He pulled the foot up and. Mmmm! Fuck me!" You're just a little slut, aren't you? You're my hot little slut. Sayit!"I squirmed beneath him, writing my hips, feeling the amazing sensationsspreading through my body as I did so. I had never felt anything likethis before. "I'm your slut, Stan, I'm your dirty little whore!"He stopped in mid-thrust and looked down on me. "Do you like this? Doyou like being a girl? Tell me you like being a girl."I blinked, half-unconscious from the pleasure. I wasn't a girl, though,was.