My hands areclasped obediently behind my back, so controlled already, it has taken such ashort time for him to stop me being naughty. "I'mgoing to tur...n you into raging queen; cross-dressing, medical procedures, theworks. And you're going to want it, because of personality-processing, orcharacter-modification, whatever you want to call it. You're going to become oneof those ugly, unsexual 'things' that disgust most people, and attract derisionfrom others. I'm doing this to you as a joke, at most. “Where do you think you’re going?” Samantha asked grabbing Cat’s hand and pulling her back down “I haven’t given you your daily tit fuck yet” Samantha said scolding as she would a child.Smiling at her lover’s boldness Cat gestured out the open car door. Cat sat on the car seat shaking off her pants as Samantha placed her mammoth milk makers on her ten inch cock. Rubbing up and down Samantha got into a natural rhythm which had Cat groaning. When Cat’s head cleared Samantha’s tits the girl would. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Im going to look like a real horny bastard, I thought. “Er, no I sleep in my boxers. Is that okay?” My cheeks were beginning to burn. She giggled. Such a cute giggle. “Of course that’s okay silly. Get to it then, get them jeans off.” I could see she was struggling to hold back another giggle. Ok, here goes nothing I told myself. I slipped down my jeans as I moved towards the bed and attempted to half cover myself and not bring any attention to my erection but of course. Are you nervous?"Was I nervous? Was he kidding me? He'd just stuck his hand up my pussy and was asking me if I was nervous about my wedding? It was all so unreal. Then I just figured he was as scared as I was. He was just trying to make conversation."Well, yes I am a bit nervous still. It's such a big step in one's life." I responded quietly."yeah it is and I'm sure you'll make a wonderful wife." He smiled at me sweetly finally being able to look into my eyes.He placed his hand softly over mine.