What he wasn't certain aboutwas how the lifts worked.Amy stopped by a door labeled "Gender Disorder Treatment - PreliminaryPhase 01," and motioned hi...m to enter.The ceiling lit up exposing a compact interior. Kevin entered first andapprehensively looked around. Like everywhere else on the floor, thewalls had been painted sterile white. A single white desk with aflatscreen monitor, keyboard, and a strange lamp stood on the right. Onthe left a comfortable looking couch with a white sheet and not. The story Nicole was reading was a long, very descriptive one containing intercourse as well as oral and anal sex. It was about a married woman who hired a photographer to take cheesecake pictures of her for her husband. The photographer turned out to be a hugely hung black man who talked the woman into stripping, then blackmailed her into sex. Frank wasn't turned on by the huge penis or that the stud was black. That the woman was betraying her husband was what had made his dick so hard. Frank. Then I knew it was going to happen.Chapter 2I shoved hard up into her as I felt my cum rocketing into her, it felt like my whole body drained into her, like she sucked me inside out; it almost made me dizzy.She was sliding up and down on me, smiling, her fingers softly pinching my nipples as she asked, "Was it good, Conrad? Did I make you happy?" Oh, yeah, it was awesome, just the best thing in my whole life. You are so hot, so sexy." So, Anita made you a happy boy?" she cooed, still moving. His hands moved even lower on my body, and now I was freaking out. Thecloser he got to my crotch, the more intense the sensations. It waspleasure and terror and excitement and horror all mixed together. He drewcircles around my belly button, and it tickled. They had programmed me tobe incredibly ticklish as I later learned. I can't describe how it felt.If you have ever been tickled to your limit, imagine amplifying thefeeling by a hundred, but not being able to stop it. I had troublebreathing,.