‘It’s a long story, we knew each other before I became a teacher, but after I left to study education, wow that sound redundant, we lost touch. Wh...en my daughter and I came back I got lucky and met Lyla all over again.’ He put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him, I could smell his cologne, I hate the smell of most colognes, but his just made me want to bury my face in his chest. Angie started to take the hint, finally, and said goodbye shutting the door as she left. Giving me one. He was big."Did you touch yourself last night?" Yes, Master." Did you have permission?" No, Master."Silence.His hand felt inside my pussy. Of course it was wet. I could imagine his cock filling me up, filling my pussy up and making this throbbing explode. He shoved his cock into my ass. Pain. I cried out. He did not stop, he did not go slow, he did not lubricate. He pumped and pumped into my ass until I was in tears, partly because of pain and partly because I was happy my Master was in. ”“You have a choice. You can go back to being a guy – have your loser life. Or you can stay a woman and stay with me.”“I can’t change back. I can’t get the pill to do it.”“You can’t because you don’t have any pull. I have very powerful friends, and I can get a lot of things you can’t.”With that, Bill reached into the drawer of the night stand on his side of the bed, and pulled out a bottle. The bottle had one blue pill, unmarked like the pill I’d taken before. I barely remembered the pills, but. And she was absolutely enamored with the raw a****l power Mrs. Finance’s sex now drew, especially finding it cute that the various pork-swordsmen thought that they were somehow “in control.” Oh, the power and the glory and all those creamy fireworks. Valerie was most definitely hooked, and she would never be denied again.Mrs Finance could do nothing more than lie on the floor and mew like an innocent kitten, unaware of what her future held. Her pretty underwear would be replaced with the very.