But it must be some kind of fetish with you." So what?" she said. "What's a little dressing-up between marriedconsenting adults? It's not bondage, i...s it? There's no unhealthy domme-sub stuff going on. It's all harmless, isn't it?" She grinned. "And forsome reason it turns me on more than any 'vanilla' foreplay." Must be something to do with your obsession with transformation," Isuggested."And/or your delight in being transformed," she said.What would be the point in arguing? I certainly. Slowly she started rubbing me again. After a few minutes I pushed her hands to my balls, and told her to rub them too.Emily was completely inexperienced, but a fast learner. She gently caressed my balls, then moved her hand back to my shaft. As she stroked me up and down, I guided her head lower. “Kiss it,” I said. She kissed the head of my cock, then explored up and down it’s length with small kisses. I moaned softly, trying to encourage her. “That feels to gooooddddd….”She stuck her tongue. “This isn’t a laughing matter Jenny,” he said, pushing her away and swinging his legs to sit on the edge of the bed. “So have you spoken to Julia since we….you know?”“Weeeelll,” Jenny said.“You have haven’t you,” he said, “you’ve told her…oh for fuck’s sake Jenny, whatever made you think that was a good idea, she’s bound to tell your mother…oh fuck…what were you thinking?”“Oh come on Daddy,” Jenny said, kneeling on the bed behind him, putting her arms around him, deliberately pressing her. He didn’t pull away as I lubed his hole. He must go to a spa or something because he didn’t have any hair, front or back. As I put the lotion away I noticed how much he looked like a girl laying on his stomach. His legs are smooth and he has a cute little butt- more like a woman. I didn’t care, he was getting fucked.I moved in and spread him. He has slight tan lines, he must wear a cute little suit when he’s outdoors. His lines looked just like Cindis friends. I ran my dick right to his.