I giver her my longest thrust I could, nice and slow for her to enjoy. She looked in heaved again under me, moaning to every stroke.I started to pick ...up speed with her moaning encouraging me. The pounding of my cock thumping her back in to the bed and it started to creak.“Oooh yeees harder”She was going to take some pleasing as I fucked her harder, her pussy sloppy with our lubrication making it easy for my cock to fill her full. Her tits bounce wildly about under me“Fuck Mary” I saidI kept. But my chest was now very large, juttingforward. Again I had to feel them, and they were tender and feltswollen. Next I looked down to where my cock used to hang. Now there wasnothing, but a tight slit swollen and sutured. The pubic mound was justas I had envisioned, but the lack of a cock and balls was scary. I ranmy hand over the slit until I felt the head of my cock pressed againstthe small metal ring. Further down I could feel the end of each ball,tightly sutured inside me. I knew they. .. my Dad wouldn't notice anything, I don't think. He doesn't pay that much attention." Then tell a different lie, don't drag Marcus into it." Like what?" Hope turned, despairingly letting her voice rise into a wail."Like... 'we broke up'." Shawna shrugged, and Hope stared dumbfounded for a moment."That one should have been obvious, shouldn't it?" she seemed to sag a little. "I... I thought about saying he was ill, but my Dad would insist we go see him. I thought about saying he was shy, but. I'm glad they're arrested," said Susan before confessing. "I asked Pete to call the police. I have a good mind to go and press charges." Leave it alone Susan. Better that you should remain an anonymous victim than having these men know your name," he said with a look of wisdom."Yeah, you're right. No doubt, they'd track me down, even though it's not a difficult thing to find me being that I'm living on the streets," she said with sadness."If you don't mind me asking, why are you on the street?".