She squeezed her thighs together, leaning against the vanity, as a softmoan escaped her lips, imagining what Eric was going to look like withboobs, fi...st small ones, then larger, and still larger after that as sheripped away his masculinity.She was really going to do it to him - ruin him as a man, feminize herpathetic submissive, turn him into a obedient servant, maybe even awilling slave. She gasped at the thought as she ran a finger along herhungry cleft and began rubbing it, pushing her wet. I have surrendered authority over myself. I cannot possibly have authority over another,” Charity said plainly.“So who is? Me?” Lindsay had cleverly worked herself towards what I assumed was the primary focus of her gambit. If she was in charge of the house when dad was gone, she could be as ruthless as she pleased.“You are the oldest, but I’d prefer you text me if you need something addressed,” Dad held up his iPhone and shook it to show he was always a few taps away.“You can’t delegate like. Saturday arrived and once again I arrived early at the airport to maximize my time spent with Jill. Jill was there hanging out by the plane as usual. She looked so good in her tight jeans and tight T-shirt. I felt in my mind she was teasing me. I wanted her bad. We got in the plane and once again did our pre-flight checks, started it up and headed out to the runway. Once again we signaled the tower and made our way onto the strip. Once again we were soon airborne. Again the sensations were. ” I playfully slap her bum as she grabs a towel and leaves. After a pleasant meal and a cuddle we go to bed and make love like any married couple.The day before my return home she wakes me stroking my early morning wood. I surprise her by declining, “I’ve decided to make one of your fantasies come true.” I knew I had her attention. “I have access to a private forest. Let’s have breakfast and pack a picnic.” She kisses me and as I cup her pussy I find it already wet!Running over a cattle grid we.