The next song was a slow one some I settled into his arms and we danced real close and chatted. I told him this was my first time and was just here to... see what it was like, not planning on going beyond dancing and chatting. He was fine with that and we kept dancing. After a couple more slow songs, he moved his hands from my waist to my hips and then to my butt. I felt so nasty being in public with a guy’s hand rubbing my butt but I let him continue. On the next song he leaned in and kissed me.. I like making you cum. I like when you make me cum.I'm not sure mom is right about this. Why is it frowned upon when it feels so good? What's wrong with making my si(s)ter feel good?I didn't know how to answer Nicoles questions. In theory she's right.Thank you Nicole, now get to bed before mom wakes up or checks up on us. I smacked her tiny ass lightly. Nicole giggled and ran out of my room.I thought about what Nicole said to me “Why is it frowned upon when it feels so good? What's wrong with. I thought of myself as a strong independent feminist women before, but how can i now ? it's so wrong to enjoy it, but it was so good when i forced himself in me. so hot to be so helpless. i re-imagined the scene, but that time, i was eager to please him, sucking his cock and sweaty balls after he finished violating me.one night tho, i was brownsing heavy-r on my phone, enjoying watching other girls being forced for real when i received a sms. annoyed at first, i saw it was form an unknow. Obviously, shehad been involved in the ritual to turn me into a girl. I had a sneakingsuspicion that most of Kaylee's female relatives were most likelywitches.Lost in through, the sound of my cell phone ringing made me jump.Instantly recognizing the number, I stared at it before picking it up.For some reason, I knew she would be calling. For a second I thoughtabout letting it go to voice mail, I really needed to sort out myfeelings first."Hi, Kaylee." Hi Erin, sorry, I wanted to take you out to.