This pleased me very much and my cock bounced and it took all my power to keep from shooting my load in her face. I was happy she did not touch it for...fear I could not hold back. Cousin ask me if I would do her a favor. Puzzled I told her I would if I could. She then ask me to tie her up and make her do anything I wanted and use her for my pleasure. I did not say anything but moved to the saddle rack to get a pigging string (a small four foot length rope used to tie a calf down). I was not sure. ..to women. Me control the mood, the events. The men are just pawns in the game. Sure they think it's all about them, but it's not. It's about us. You'll see. As a woman you control and manipulate the men. They follow your every mood and direction.”Michelle was giving me reassuring directions. Me? I was nervous as hell. I didn't enjoy cocktail parties to start with. And now I was in unfamiliar territory. A woman for the first time in my life. And....I look at myself in the mirror in the halfway. He then turned me around for the camera and he jacked me off. I came all over my stomach which he rubbed in and then he stuck his fingers up to my mouth. I can't believe it but there it was on my screen, me licking his fingers, sucking my own cum off his hand like some wanton slut. I was every bit the cock slut as the guys I had watched on video -- me! And there it was posted on a website where anyone could see it.Somehow it felt different at work. Looking around at my fellow employees I. This was all well and good, except that I am in reality an overweight mid-40ish male, not particularly attractive, with little hair of any color to speak of. I do have rather intense blue eyes, but no one can tell, since my ever-present glasses destroy most of the effect.Except that, this time, I wasn't wearing glasses, yet could see everything in its crystalline beauty.I decided to take inventory of my possessions, which consisted of: - Four quarters, three dimes, a nickel and seven pennies,.