Not a chance in hell. For one thing, the victim has to really wantit, has to really think he actually *is* a woman, has to be certified bya squad of p...ychiatrists, has to actually live as a woman for, I think,a year." You could fool the psychiatrists, darling. We could read up all aboutwhat they're looking for, and you just tell them what they need tohear." That's assuming I was willing to have anything to do with this crazyscheme. Don't you get it? They would *chop my penis off.*. He took a deep breath. "Where do you want me, boss?" I'm not sure," J said. He looked over Eric's shoulder to where Aaron stood in the shadows. "There're two of them now. How should we get started?"Aaron pushed himself off the wall to wander around behind me. "Hmm," he said. His breath warmed the back of my ear and his voice sent tremors down my neck.He reached forward under my ass and cupped my balls with one hand, then dragged his middle finger back until he found my hole.His finger probed. She trembled, and just being who she was, even in this moment of pure joy, she worried if she was staining the sheets.After moving to her left breast for attention too, it all ended too soon. Emma felt Donald move from her and stand up. Little did she know the huge hard-on he had at this moment, but that was something she would see and experience a little further on. Donald moved over to a small canister, a trash can, in the corner, and quickly jerked himself to relief. Imagining the whole. She grinned at me when she felt my cock twitch from her touch. “Keep that up, Katherine and you’re going to make me cum in my shorts.” “No cumming allowed for either of us, till after I have won our bet, Gil.” I grunted, grabbed her left ankle and lifted it over my head and placed it on the backrest of her sofa. My eyes darted to her spread pussy. It was pink and glistening. Her clit was swollen and peeking through its hood. Katherine moaned, but, quickly regained her composure. “Normally,.