I watched her ass sway to either side as she did.I waited in the living room, nervous as fuck. After a while, I heard her call “Ok come on in.”I w...nt inside, and my cock instantly twitched in my pants. She was in her bra and panties, with a small towel to cover her ass, lying face down on a massage table. “There’s some oil on the shelf”, she says, almost like she was expecting this scenario. I silently went over to the shelf, and picked up the oil. I poured some into my hands, and started. "Now Joan tell me do you wish to remain my housemaid andkeep your pretty little breasts or do you want to go backto wearing men's clothes?"The trigger was set and Joan's feminine voice was now incontrol. "No Ma'am please... All I want to do is pleaseyou!" she began to cry."Now apologise to this poor girl and explain to her thatyou was just jealous of Ivan's attention being on her!"***Joan's male voice wanted to do the exact opposite, but hisfemale voice was now back in full control. It had not. Will kick in about 15 minutes and too much booze will give a bad rush. Just let me finish this and I'll go get some iced water." Ok" she said in a small voice and looked faintly alarmed, making me chuckle fondly as I topped off the mix with a few drops of ylang, then placed the bowl carefully down."I'm not trying to poison you" I laughed as she stretched carefully back on the bed while I made my way downstairs with the pitcher - returning to find her in exactly the same position as though. When I became a sex maniac a few months ago, I immediately worried that the Caveman might not be able to handle me satisfy me. I didn’t see that it would take time for us to really learn how to have sex together (duh!). But over these weeks of having a lot of sex and writing stories about it, we’ve really come along way (couldn’t resist the pun). Every time we have sex it’s a little different, a little saucier, and a little sexier: sometimes because it’s naughtier, sometimes because it’s.