When You then moved to the make-up I was in heaven. My strongestfantasies are of the forced feminization, transformation, re-creation ofa new persona...lity. You evoked all of these in my mind. As I sat in thechair, in my mind I imagined my arms bound at my side so that I could notresist Your efforts to change me into Your plaything. You have made meup several times now and, I must confess, I absolutely love it. Thefeel, the smell, the taste all create a very special image in my mind.When You. He must think it strange for someone to visit on a day like today, she thought, for it certainly was gloomy. The grey tombs and monuments, streaked with centuries of lichen, were depressing to look at.She knew that in the springtime the cemetery became a favourite trysting place for lovers. But in the middle of November there wasn’t likely to be many about.The cemetery was huge, almost four thousand acres. She remembered reading about it, once, in the Sunday supplement. There were trees of all. She took her hands out of her panties and grabbed her mother’s wine and walked back to the living room. She put the wine down on the table and sat next to her mother again.“I’m going to take a bath and go to bed. Goodnight!”“Goodnight dear. I’ll be going up after this movie. I’ve had a lot of wine and need to sleep this off. See you tomorrow.”Annie walked upstairs and went into the bathroom and started her bath. She wanted to clean herself up before meeting her stepdad later in the. Maybe you want that, maybe that’s why your hips are moving up and down fucking back against that cock, trying to get it cum. You must want it to knock you up. Maybe you just need to hold off until your sister loses then you wont have to hold back. You would be able to reach down and rub your clit till you came.?Both sisters looked like they were ignoring the relevant whisperings but as though the idea had never occurred to them; they simultaneously reached between their thighs to play with.