The cask that was the cause of the problem had a funny color to it. The mold inside had made it outside, or maybe the other way around. She didn’t c...re which at this point. She pulled a drain hose from a storage bin and hooked it to the valve. She made sure the hose was set to drain straight into the city ways. She opened the valve and waited as the barrel drained. This took a good ten minutes before it stopped. She tilted and blocked up the back end and made sure she got as much out as was. He took his time withdrawing and pushing n further until he met her final barrier. He pushed in deep and she screamed.He laughed and told her she would get used to his and other cocks. She was shocked by this but as he slowly fucked her she began to enjoy the feelings his cock caused in her. He leaned forward and kissed her. This time she opened her mouth willingly. She hated and loved what was happening. H“Fuck you are so tight. This is better than I could have imagined and I have imagined it. ‘Jack and coke,’ Tyler said. ‘Same,’ Ryan added. We paid for our drinks, tipping the bartender well before heading for a table. We drank for a few hours, talking about what to expect and our plans when we return home. Becky dominated my thoughts, mostly of our life after my return. ‘You OK Drew,’ Tyler asked. ‘You seem distant.’ ‘Sorry,’ I said as I was brought back to reality. ‘Just thinking of home.’ ‘Bullshit,’ Ryan said. ‘You’re thinking about Becky.’ ‘Guilty as charged.’ ‘I’m right there. At four months, he was passable enough that we could go out shopping together as girls, and he was already turning heads of men and didn't even realize it. Even in his regular clothes, he was becoming feminine; he spoke with a gentle demeanor, and showed none of the signs of arrogance of when we first met. He was an expert at applying his makeup and the expensive wigs we purchased for him looked 100% real. He learned quickly to point out cheap and trashy cross dressers and their lame attempts.