Thrust… I,Thrust… Am, Thrust… Going, Thrust… To, Thrust… Make, Thrust… You, Thrust… My, Thrust… Bitch! She told him.With each thrust s...e drove the dildo into her own pussy deeper. Her juices started streaming down her legs. As she moaned in pleasure. she said,” Stroke your pathetic little cock Slave, I want you to cum in your hand and then eat it!” she instructed him. I had created a monster, Tricia was taking out months of pent up anger at this young man. Having only known him for two hours or. More on that later.It was in high school that things started changing. While having fantasies, fetishes, and wet dreams of being feminized, I crossdressed whenever possible. I'm not sure what type of effects had manifested in me, but physical manifestations are always bound to occur. Everyone knows about psychosomatic illnesses. When an illness has a root cause in a psychological state or problem, that is what it is called. At that time, I had no suspicions. The first of a number of maladies. After breakfast, we hurried to our rooms and got ready for class. I removed my nightgown and slipped into a pair of yellow nylon panties, a yellow slip, a pair of nude tights, a denim blouse and matching mini skirt, and a pair of brown flats that weren?t in my closet when I left the room earlier. There was also a purse which I checked out lying on the bed. It had all sorts of teen cosmetics in it and also a sanitary pad and a tampon! I closed the purse, slipped the strap over my shoulder and. "Oh my god, never?" She asked me incredulously. "I usually do it right after school, except since we've been chillin. I don't mind you watching me if you it wouldn't weird you out." Ummm, sure I guess," I said, more into it than I was letting on. "I don't know how to do it." You just have to try it and do what feels good." A minute later she was in only bra and panties next to me on the bed, looking at me while she masturbated. And I was getting wet between the legs, resisting the urge to rub.