The degree and nature of the control will be revealed as the tale progresses. James Quentin had been in correspondence via an online relationship with... a womancalled Becca Wilson for a period of time and, when she expressed the wish to explore her submissive nature in a real life situation, he suggested that they meet at Brookdale. Becca had agreed to the idea and he was now sat in a hotel bedroom a short distance from the community of Brookdale, his laptop on the table in front of him as he. He finished my arms and began on my legs, which started to really get my head spinning. He kept bumping into my straining cock, which just made it harder and more sensitive.It was at this point Jim turned to me and said, "We need to get that taken care of."I thought maybe a towel to hold it down; however, that was furthest thing from what actually happened.Jim stood at the side of the table, and faster than I could think he had engulfed my whole cock in his mouth. It was so fast I never had. She didn't help by declaring that her husband was very active in the bedroom, kitchen, living room, garage, and outdoors. You thought to yourself that going round to hers whilst she was out and snapchatting yourself sucking her husband off would wipe the smile off her face. The lack of sex was making you think bad thinngs although you had always had a thing for her husband. Having to listen to them fuck one night many years ago on a camping trip did not help! It seemed you were destined to. Certainly, he was no stranger to transforming himself intoa female, although he truly hated it. The Blue Djinn reveled in hismanliness, especially the size of his penis. On the rare occasion that hefound it necessary to assume a female form, he usually chose the shape ofa strong, amazonian warrior. In other words, he was still big andpowerful. He never chose a shape as petite, and ultra-feminine asScheherazade.The Blue Djinn frowned inwardly, but decided it rather than protest,incurring the.