Somehow having expelledthe dirty material from my opening changed its function.I'd found that there were different reasons why women enjoyed anal sex....'d allowed that I might become aroused by anal sex, by the thought thatI was submitting to some extent. But I was by myself. My bum was clearlypart of my new feminine identity. I'd previously overlooked the openingbetween my cheeks. Now I saw it as part of my anatomy. The prejudice ofmy male mind had been slain. I was a woman, had a place to. The tiny movements of my cock were so incredibly soft and gentle, though the pleasure was agonizing as the tip of my cock just slowly rubbed back and too slowly and rhythmically against the silk layers. I was powerless to stop it. Each time she sensed it was becoming too much, she would pause, occasionally teasing her fingernails gently up and down my stocking clad legs, gradually allowing my pressure to subside, before resuming again, the slow gentle side to side motion. I became lost in all. She gasped and moaned, fighting not to scream as the pleasure started to become too much. Fighting to move her hips away from him to stop the pleasure and catch her breath. ?You will come for me again.? He demanded softly, moving his fingers inside her, stimulating her g-spot. She had never achieved multiple orgasms before, thought herself incapable of it. But with Him she did. She screamed as a second orgasm ripped through her, even more powerful than the first. Her breathing. Dont you ever wash your feet? she scolded. And whens the last time you cleaned your toenails? The boy didnt respond. His breathing came fast. Alicia slid her hand back up. She rubbed his ass, working her fingers into the crevice, squeezing his rubber asscheeks. She took a deep breath, her face on fire, her mind buzzing, and she moved her hands between her sons legs, soaping up his naked crotch. Oooh! the boy breathed. Oh, man! His words were barely audible. His soapy toes curled against the.