" Oh fuck" she said quietly "that is so fucking good." She slowly stroked up and down my rock hard rod.I watched each time as it disappeared up inside...her cunt.I sucked her hard nipples as she tried not to cry out.Then her movements became more and more rapid until she was almost out of control her cunt slamming down hard on my balls.It was heaven and my cum was building.I knew from the way she was moving that it was going to be a hell of an orgasm for her.Her body was glistening from sweat as. ‘What’s the ginger for?’ Anne said warily, as she looked past me towards my master. ‘Grace suggested it.’ He said. ‘It’s supposed to be a home remedy for drowsiness and nausea. Constance swears by it apparently.’ ‘Where does it go?’ Anne replied, now looking curious. Master replied, ‘Please don’t make me spell it out for you.’ Anne just nodded and backed out of the room quickly. After she had left, I felt him spread my butt cheeks with one hand. If I could have turned redder, I would have. My. And nasty too, some of them.The best ones seemed to be in the BDSM category. She came across one story about an older woman, about thirty-five, who wanted to do all kinds of things but couldn't unless she was told. If she were told, she could obey, effectively shifting responsibility for her embarrassment or humiliation to the man who ordered her to obey. She wasn't 'bad', or 'nasty' or 'loose' or 'slutty'. She was just 'obedient'. She just did as she was told. Then she could live with the. The wholeduality thing seemed to replace my male self with my female self for themost part. Surprisingly enough a lot of memories didn't appear all thatdifferent however; other times like dating Henry were totally newmemories.Miranda and Kaylee explained to me, beyond the gender switch, theenchantment would not make huge changes, as it would affect too manypeople. So it made little ones, although dating Henry Samson seemedpretty damn big to me."Don't blame us Erin, it's the spell. Anyway, trust.