It’s OK, you cum first and then I will tell you where I want to cum on you. Can I cum on your face, in your mouth, your tits if I want” and she sa...id “Yeh, you can cum where you want, God this is good”. I knew if I asked her when she was horny I had a better chance of a “yes” to anything.I held her tight and pressed harder on her pussy wall, deepening the massage. I could hear her breathing getting heavier and my hand was moving around in loads of juice. She had slowed way down on my cock as. "OW."The struggle continued until his breasts began swelling outward again,causing the buttons to give way and shoot off in a variety of directions.Oliver grimaced at the sound of ripping fabric, as his breasts spilt outof the silk shirt. His jeans soon gave way at the snap and zip, and tearing at the seams ashis hips widened, making creaking and grinding noises. He felt his bottomswelling to feminine proportions, his waist thinning and his face andcrotch tingling intensely. Long kinky black. . where am I?"You notice her sparkly, green eyes. "Somewhere south of Eldau. The better question is, who are you?"You look at her, still not remotely comfortable with the amount of questions you have in your head. "I'm John."Before you can consider whether to thank her for saving your life, she speaks again. "You're a man." Did the beard give it away?", you ask sarcastically, feeling a bit more confident all of a sudden."That was part of it, yes", she says completely seriously. "But you also. All of the stalls were very quiet tonight. Finally she fell off into a nightmare filled sl**p. In the morning Jennifer awoke of her own accord and lay in bed, wondering if things were tapering off. In the last two days she had hardly been punished in comparison with the first few days that she was here. Soon a slave maid, the one whom she had watched being punished, came in and left her some food. The maid looked at her with contempt but didn’t say anything. Jennifer wondered what the maid was.