The choir at the front was singing in an angelic tone as the crowd joined in at different octaves. He pressed his fingertips against her slit through ...he thin fabric, and nudged her clit in small circles. She was already getting wet. Her mannerisms changed as her pussy began to moisten with desire. Her body knew its master, and it obeyed. He watched as her eyes would close for a few seconds at a time, and he observed the rise and fall of her bosoms beneath her low-cut dress. She was beautiful.. I was so much excited that I quickly jumpnupon her and started squeezing the nipple and pressing her big tits they were 36C I played with them for atleast half an hour sometimes I squeeze them then I pick them suck them play with them...Then she started opening zip of my jeans as she can easily saw my anaconda wants to come out.Them after holding my dick in her hand she started giving me hand jobs which later on converted to blow jobs...I was enjoying that moment then she told me that this. This was a new and unique sensation for me, but I loved it. This new idea of being dominated was a massive turn on, Oh God! I thought rapidly approaching orgasm, is this the SUBMISSIVE in ME?, something deep and primitive suddenly woken up?, something I didn't fully understand?. The lyrics from Lindesfarne's Lady Eleanor track ran through my mind "like living, dying, seeing, being ALL rolled into ONE" my mouth was open and dry making little Ah! Ah! Ah! noises in time with her merciless strokes,. That wasn't all, I could see my arms had thinned, and all the hair onthem were gone when I reached up to feel my hair. With the worldaround me still shifting like crazy in to some new setting, I lookeddown upon my body, which was completely hairless and fairly androgynousnow, save for the cock. I looked closer, and it was definitelysmaller. It gave a hard twitch at that realization, and with that Isaw my chest begin to expand.Oh boy, this was one of the things I probably should have.