D. Who did this to you?J. ...I don't remember. ...I'm exhausted.D. Why?J. I feel it all over again. I feel like a man until I look down and - You woul...dn't understand. I told you this yesterday. It happened again. It will happen tomorrow. This is my punishment.D. Punishment for what?J. My punishment is I have to sit to pee. I've gotten shorter. Weaker. Smaller. My identity has been taken from me. My life has been taken. And I forget why. All I know is I am a girl. I have no idea how I will live. All of that and more all seemingly at once. And then his breathing turned to breathy, earthy moans and she knew he was close. And as his stroking reached a fevered crescendo, he let out a long earthy grunt as his cock exploded. She didn't fully realize it until the first bead of his come hit her in the chest, just above her right bosom. It was impossibly hot. And as she felt it hit her, it pushed her over the edge and she came, straining against her restraints, her hips churning. His second. I lifted her legs above my head and kissed her inner thighs, her jeans on the back of my head. I licked her pussy lips and ran my tongue across her clit., I ate her out passionately for about 10 minutes until she orgasmed. I lay there with my head on her pelvis for a moment until my phone rang. My best friend was almost there. My wife got in the shower and was out and in her towel when my friend knocked on the door. She joked that she should moon him when he came in... I laughed and agreed,. When she was a little girl, she had admired her mother in her long, beautiful evening gowns, watched her enthusiastically as she got dressed for the opera or one of the governor’s famous parties in the city. The image starring back at her now from the mirror, so proud, so elegant, would have made people’s head turn at any of those events, Amalia noted contently. Mariska didn’t dare to hug her farewell, her sobs echoing through the empty corridors and rooms of the summer estate as she ran,.