Then the family insisted on dragging me and Jason out to see thefull range of options of where to hold the reception. In the end I leftit to Jason to ...hose the gigantic hall of an old manor house.Janice and Sir Benjamin were seated at the hotel bar, drinks in hand,discussing how their last talk of the tour had gone that day. Both wereexcited at the enthusiastic response they had received from everyone andrelishing the fame that was soon to be theirs. All that needed to bedone was document and. I pulled off, panting and staring upat coach and the others. They all had this look on their faces. they knewexactlywhat they were doing to me, and I loved it.Coach announced it was time to ride the pony. We switched places and I movedto straddle him. His wife stopped me. Turning me around and had me face awayfrom him and pushed me down to squat . Oh, this was the worst and thebest. Karen held Coach’s prick straight as his wife helped me squat onto theprick. I dropped right on. I found I could take all of his eight inches in that position.Every time before I sucked him he would tell me to dress up like a girl and he had begun to buy me some hot, slutty clothes. He even bought me some real skin breasts to slide into the bras he bought me, which were larger than my moms bras. My tits filled out to a perfect 38D. He told me if I really wanted to be like a girl I needed to start shaving my legs and take the hormones he provided for me (It was easy. He is a doctor.). He. In trouble."Brenda raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Trouble?" Then she grinned. "After what we did, I'm surprised you have anything left, Laura. You are one horny little white girl."Laura shook her head. "It's not that." She tried to look very serious and honest, which at the moment in fact she was. She might want to make love to Charise, her darling Inky, but at this instant she was truly worried about her. "It really isn't. She's pregnant. I think she may need my help." Preggo? Well, at least we.