I happen to love to cook so my now corrupted mind went straight to the kitchen for pleasure. I trimmed and cleaned a big, thick, fresh leek. I scoured... the cabinets for coconut oil, which would soon be our go to lube. We used our little fingers to cover the long thick vegetable then I got on all fours. Hope used her lubed up fingers to stretch my already abused hole. Hope feels like she’s warmed me up enough and without warning my young hole is filled with one of nature’s gifts for the first. He came out as I was working in the back yard I could tell by the look on his face he was really pissed off. As he approached he started screaming "What the hell don't you know what to cut and what not to?" I was standing like a statue caught off guard "Answer me!!!!!!!!!" I looked at him "I am sorry but I don't know what you are talking about Mr. Smith" "You must be an idiot follow me and I will show you" I was getting pissed I wanted to call him an asshole and tell him to fucking cut his. She was so hot now that she couldnt stop herself from pushing back at him, trying to swallow the cock into her raging pussy. He gave her a couple of inches, wetting his prick before pulling out completely and setting his cock head against the tiny asshole revealed by her widespread buttocks. She screamed as he worked the huge head and shaft of his hard prick into her ass until his balls slapped against her burning pussy. He was enormous and her ass was stretched to the limit as he began to rock. Mistress Jen thought it was a goodidea too.At first, it was embarrassing to wear women's clothes. But somehow, youget used to them. Maybe it is the female hormones they put me on? Ormaybe, I really have no choice in the matter? Keep in mind that I haveno money or a place to go. I am virtually Jen and Courtney's property. I didn't want it to be this way?but remember that contract I signed.A typical day for me starts at about 7:00 a.m. I no longer have toshave because of the hormones and.