Or should I call you Liz? For years I have had this hidden desire to be a man and force you to be me." Liz was still massaging Darryl's little feet an...d the warm wetness was growing between his legs. "This is how we are going to handle things from now on. You will be Liz Walton, Female. I will be Darryl Messer, Male. I will work and bring home the money and you will be at home and do the housework. You will do whatever I say, when I say it or you will be forced to face the consequences. With the. It seems, though, that I'm still sensitive in more ways than I'd like to be."The tension that had been apparent in her face slowly disappeared and then she sighed."I know ... or I should have known. After all, you probably know I have been speaking with the others. Of the three of us, I'm the one who has the degree in psychology, and do those things for living." Well, you know that they say: 'the cobbler's children have no shoes.'"As soon as the phrase was out of my mouth, I kicked myself. Her eyes watered but she still moaned when he once again thrust in and out of her, his abdomen slapping against her buttocks. The red marks from her earlier whipping burned with each contact, and she whimpered and cried, yet another orgasm slowly building. Each strain of her muscles and press of his cock into her centre caused her shoulders to twist and burn. His hands pressed down on the back of her shoulders, forcing her pelvis higher, and thrust fast and hard. As the pain built, the friction. I'd love it so much... feeling something so big, thrusting in over... and over... and over again with a relentless need to breed me... H-Hahh.." Kimi's fingers by now had fully sped up inside her. She fell back on the bed while she fell deep in her lust, shamelessly pounding her cunt with her own fingers in a desperate need to replicate in even the smallest form the feeling she deeply wanted so badly."I just want it... I want it more than anything... I want to be fucked and breeded... I want to.