Paige stared at the thick vein that wandered along the length of the woman's Futanari aberration. She's just like me, a penis, and a pussy? How is she...like me? They said it never happened, that there were no other reported cases. How could she have the same genetic malfunction?She thought of all the nights growing up, lying in bed wondering if she would ever meet someone like her. The hours gently stroking her stiffening cock imagining playing with another Futanari the way other girls dreamed. "Once you're put on the outfit, make the bed and tidy up this room. There's laundry in a hamper in the closet, the machine is downstairs, near where we took you earlier. You'll find hampers in each of the rooms. Four on this floor, four upstairs. Do as many loads as it takes. "While the machines are running, you can come back upstairs and make the beds. These rooms were all occupied last night, so they all need to be checked. You don't need to change the sheets unless you see a reason." He. She pressed her hips down over the bulge and ground herself along its length, shifting her hips to find the right angle for her clit. Once she was there, she cooed weakly.Warrick slipped his hands up his daughter’s back and caressed her. Feeling her motions against him, he knew it wouldn’t take long for him to cum, even dry humping behind the jeans he was wearing. He was still committed to letting her guide the action, however, so he performed whatever mental gymnastics he needed to keep his. Myeyes widened in alarm as I saw the heavy thick leather cuffs she extractedand I suddenly began to wonder what this whole episode was about. ?Take off your bottoms now.? Ordered the blond. I shook my head. ?They're all I'm wearing.? I replied. She shrugged. ?So?? ?I will not remove them, no matter what you say. Now put that thing down andleave my residence immediately.? ?Uh oh, professor. You shouldn't make Kristen mad.? Courtney said. I folded my arms across my chest. ?Kristen is it? Well let.