She pulled my zip down and my stiff cock sprang free. “Be a good boy”, she said in a low voice. I moaned as quietly as I could as she rubbed and s...queezed my cock. She said that Linda enjoys being a good girl and that she thought the two of us were well suited for each other”. I felt my sap rising. “Oh you’re making me cum” I gasped. She looked down at my cock. “Good boy. Don’t cum yet. Wait until mummy tells you to” she whispered, gripping my cock at the base. “You will tell mummy all your. My mouth was cottony and the sunlight streaming through the drapes was hurting my eyes and the only reason I decided to get up was that I had to pee really bad.After peeing and brushing my teeth I slipped on my house coat and staggered into to the kitchen.“Morning sunshine.” Bill offered with a smile.I uttered something like, “Uuhhhh.” and plopped into my chair at the breakfast nook.I sat there debating with myself, should I tell him what happened or just wait and hope it blows over. Only Larry. " She reached down between her legs and stroked her limpcock, "I just thought that I would prove that I hadn't been born that wayor that I wasn't a shemale, though I suppose I am now." With that she began giggling again, I couldn't help it, the situation wasso ridiculous that I started giggling too. At first I was a littlehysterical, but then the sight of her cock bouncing up and down betweenher/my legs as she laughed was so silly looking, that I just burst outgiggling harder. After several. Her body bucked with the impact of each hissing cut whilst she screamedthrough clenched teeth and made a curious whinnying noise through her flarednostrils. The thirteenth stroke was squarely across the centre of her arsecheeks and caught both labia as well, her back arched and she threw her headback and howled with tears streaming down her cheeks. Through tear filled eyesshe watched her master in the mirrors. He was standing impassively, the caneslightly raised, waiting patiently for her to.