I warned you repeatedly over the years. I tried to ignore it; I tried to get you to stop in gentle ways. But when we decided to have kids I told you t...hat I was at my wits end with it." I know baby, but ..." And I let you get away with it too often. There were more excuses. The kids don't understand, the kids are too young, I didn't see them standing there, more damn excuses." It's not my fault baby." So someone has their hand up your ass making you do it?" It's not really any big deal; there. She had a definite plan and knew how to get to her goal.As the boy raked his tongue through his teachers gash and tasted her flowing juice he felt a hand tighten around the base of his cock. It didn't hurt and wasn't overly tight, what he didn't know is that it would delay his ejaculation and that is precisely what his mother wanted.Holding her hand tightly around her son's cock, Sue mounted him and sank down feeling his hardness press past her lips and go inside her. She could feel him going. After all the humiliation she'dsuffered, first at the hands of the Americans who murdered her, then atHassan and his lieutenants hands, she would get a small mesaure ofvengeance against one of them. No, not a small measure of vengeance, alarge dose of it. If it had not been for this special forces team, shewould still be in her old male body, and would still be the head of themost feared terrorists in the world.The plane landed in Idaho, the summer sun beating down on the tarmacmercillessly. . Megan had not been as anxious as Clarissa to bare the maximum amount of flesh. Her belly, arms, legs, shoulders and part of her back were brown enough, but her breasts and buttocks were quite white still. The grinning guard looked her up and down for a few seconds. Then shouted another order."Follow me"Megan followed the guard in the direction of a wooden hut, about the size of a garden shed, the other guard following her. The woman who had started all this was grinning from ear to ear. She.