Where were the people? This question came to me again and again as we traveled through this deserted land.We were a bit over ten miles from Lexington ...when I called an early afternoon halt. We gathered everyone together and I explained my concerns based upon our prior experiences close to other cities and the deserted character of the land. My premonition was that something bad had happened hereabouts and I didn't want for us to go into a potentially dangerous situation unaware and without. What would her pussy feel like? I wondered, as I shed all of my clothes and got into bed.I had left the bedroom door open a crack to allow Jenny to enter without making a sound.It seemed like several hours had passed as I lay, naked on my back, and thought about what might happen.I was soon holding myself in my hand and I began my all too familiar ritual of jacking myself off and thinking about pussy. Pussy that I craved but had never yet actually experienced.In the semi-darkness, I could hear. He kept asking me if he could lick my pussy, and finally I said yes. The first time he did I came so hard that I saw stars. From then on, he licked me every time that he could. One night, I was so hot that I took his cock in my mouth and gave him a blow job. I found it to be such a thrill, to control his cock and his orgasm, that I became addicted to it." The reason that I said Jason is the best at licking me? I trained him. We spent hours of me directing him about what I liked and didn't like.. . afraid to give up his life. He could only hold his breath so long, however, and drew in two lungfulls of air and chemicals. Within seconds, he found himself relaxing, barely able to keep his eyes open no matter how hard he fought to stay awake. As he began to drift off to sleep, he found himself wondering one thing: What will it be like to wake up female? As the machinery began its complicated task, Jackson began to dream. And, not surprisingly, his dreams were of the events of.