She cums. I finger her when she blows me. She goes wild. I stick her in both holes. She cums and swallows. In the back of my mind, I always think she ...ucked other dick. She fucked other guys. She let other guys eat her pussy. These guy's didn't force her. Bitch wanted it. Because she is a horny cheating slut. As I fuck her pussy and face and cum in her again and again, I start to think about another guy or girl joining us. I started saying what I was thinking when we fucked. We get off on it.. That added to my excitement, of course. But as she began my transformation I got upset all over again. There was a bra with bigger falsies than usual, and a short-sleeved blouse that tied under my 'boobs'. The stockings were patterned with spiderwebs. Tarla decided that it would be silly to call me by my male name, Kenny, so instead I would be addressed as Kissy. To my dismay, she said that I wouldn't have on any panties. She wanted my hairless crotch and tiny dick shown off. There was even a. We can drop them off at your house on our way home.” Margaret was happy that she knew at least that much of how David ran his business.“Could you?” Elizabeth asked. “That would be excellent of you. Carol stayed at H&S, but I was bussed here. I guess I did not make the Human table cut.”“Darling, neither would I. And does it really matter?”“No, I guess not. Still, I have been so competitive all my life, I was sort of on a ego trip of being on a Spit like that woman last year on the six o’clock. Her boobs weren't that big, maybe a small B cup and were covered up in a pink bra. I continued to watch as she reached around and fumbled with the clasps in the back. I tried to look nonchalant as she pulled off the bra and revealed a nice perky set of tits with large puffy nipples. Next she unbuttoned her slacks and slid them off too. She was wearing a pair of standard white cotton panties, although she pulled on the paper gown a little too quickly for me to get a better view."Great, although.