” Which is fine fettles with the Frogged One and me.But do not think it’s just sex, sex, sex. You would be quite mistaken to think it’s just sex..., sex, sex. The three of us have what I would best describe as lofty discussions. Philosophy, religion, business, and whatnot ... need I say more?Trish had us well lubed, per her usual practice, and both hands were gliding up and down, up and down.“You know, boys, it wasn’t until I got to County Cavan that I learned that Jesus was Irish.”Froggy said,. At least Ihadn't lost my ability to get an erection, in fact I seemed moresensitive and tingly than ever. As she stroked me even harder she said,"Yes, your loving daughter came up with the idea of chemical'modification' for you." I could tell she was loving every minute of thisand although I was hard as a rock, I shuddered when I heard thatexpression. "What, you mean I am being castrated? And it was Sharon'sidea? Oh my god!" Then she told me that the estrogen won't completelycastrate me, it. That didn't bother Dee in the least little bit because she had this attitude that made her hate herself so much she felt she deserved to have guys cum shooting right onto her pretty young face. She made a lousy escort girl because she really didn't like guys messing with her nipples and anything too close to her little brown eye caused her to stalk off in sheer indignation.Dee could get away with most of that shit because she was an exceptionally hot piece of ass. Her perfect body was matched. That night she was wearing a very short and thin red nightgown consisting of a small short only covering her ass and a short shirt buttoned hardly over her huge tits without any bra which made her breasts clearly visible for my eyes. After dinner she started to talk about 2 of her boyfriends that she had sex with them (as I mentioned before she always talked to me about sex very easily). Then suddenly she asked me:” what is your favorite type of woman to have wild and ultimate sex with” I was.