My clit was super sensitive and he could bring me toan orgasm just by tickling it with his tongue. My life felt whole.Of course he proposed to me and ... accepted. Three of his best friendswere in the wedding. Believe it or not, they also used to be my friends.No one ever knew who I was and accepted me as Heather. As Jason, I wastruly a big prick. As Heather, I learned to love, learned to share andmost importantly, learned to be a real woman.A Year Later....Jeff and I set up home and totally. By a lucky coincidence, James and Danny would be out of town on a rare fishing trip until Sunday evening. Sunday afternoon would actually be perfect. ‘Sunday is fine for me,’ Dorothy said. ‘Good,’ Louise said. ‘Just call before you come so you’ll know which room he’s in. Park around the back. He’s looking forward to meeting you.’ ‘What is the young man’s name, Louise?’ ‘His name is Steve Miller.’ ‘Please tell Steve that I am looking forward to meeting him, too.’ ‘I’ll do that,’ said Louise.. ” I silenced him with my mouth, kissing differently before. Not hungrily. Longingly. I wanted to be with him. I thrust hard into his ass again, and he moaned loudly and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me deeper into him. I increased the momentum, and let my body take over. Let our firm stomachs press together and slide across his dick between us. Let our mouths spell out how we felt as I pounded my dick faster and deeper into his gaping ass. His breathing grew ragged as I sped; the heat. I tremble in fear and then feel a razor running up and down my legs and underarms. I feel a few hard smacks of the crop across my cock and balls and then the razor again. It is apparent that my cock and balls have been depleted of hair. Mistress orders me to take the wet cloth she hands me and wipe my newly shaven skin. As I do so, I can feel the new softness of my skin and get this tingly feeling. Mistress then hands me some things and orders me to put them on. Then I notice that her words are.