My pussy is tingling at the thought of giving Master the perfect present. I just HAVE to go talk to her!Finally, I see my chance. She asks her boss if...she can go on break now that she’s finished cleaning and he tells her yes. As she walks away I all but leap out of my chance and quickly walk after her to catch up. I do so and get her attention. “Hi, my name is Angel. I was wondering if we have met before as you look so familiar?” Yes, it’s a cheesy line but it works! She tells me her name is. Ann smiled at Alessia, "Are you sure you're okay with me joining your group, Alessia?" "Ah, yeah, sure. Why not? I mean, this is just for fun, and no one is going to get hurt here." "Well, I just want to make sure you're okay with this turn of events. I mean, it was rather unexpected for both of us. I want us to have fun with these guys and each other this weekend." Alessia wasn't sure what Ann meant by "with each other", but hell, why not. It could be a lot worse, she could be a. I had worked in Thailand and having returned home I was visiting twice a year to catch up with friends. I was in a place called Nana Plaza and noticed a bar with Ladyboys (Shemales). One looked very fetching. I won’t use names, I will call her “A”. I had done my research and learned about douching (I do it regularly now). Saved the mess experienced after my strap-on adventure. I went back the hotel and flushed the pipes and returned. She was there wearing just a bikini and heels. She grabbed me. ?I groaned, simultaneously pouting, protesting against being calledStephanie and a girl, yet still doing exactly as she said, theelectricity running through my body from her touch too much to allow meto do otherwise.?See, I think you don?t mind it when I call you Stephanie. Your cockdoesn?t seem to object,? purred Mrs. Remington in my ear as she took aplace behind me, pressing her breasts into my back, ?in fact, I think youmight even like it.?I shook my head. ?I don?t. I swear, I don?t.?It was.