.. well that was the best part of all!I cried I screamed, I thrashed about mindlessly in my little room in glorious, resplendent joy.I felt my orgasm ...building and I desperately wanted to cum. I was close, really close. I wanted to stretch my thighs wider but the straps restrained me. The pounding cock became piston-like, each thrust threatening to punch a hole in my cervix. I had never been penetrated so deep or stretched so wide.I was completely lust-crazed... my entire world was the cock that. Uncle Phil owned a small hardware store and I knew that he was going to need me to help him get through this. For all the times I needed him and he was there for me, I couldn’t say no, nor did I want to. When I needed money for my first car, Uncle Phil gave me a loan. When I got arrested for public intoxication, uncle Phil bailed me out. When I overslept and missed the bus to the state finals my junior year, Uncle Phil drove me the 280 miles. Now, I knew that he needed my help and there was not. "Naturally,she had to be changed to a girl, otherwise the magic wouldn't work. Butwhat's with this girlie act?" It's not an act, Cass. Kim has really been turned into a real girlie-girl." But she knows she was a guy before!" I know, Cass. Still - there it is." She acts like she's what, five or six at most." That body of hers is far from a six-year-old." Tell me about it," I said. "It's all I can do to keep my hands offher." All we can do is to play along and try to understand what this. Darla to herself: "No one saw! At least I didn't see anyone. Not evenMrs. Parks the nosey old bag across the street! Time to do the trim."The weed eater appeared to have gas in the tank but it needed line.After winding new line on the spool and putting it back on I pulled tochord three or four times and it fired off. I decided to do inside thefence first to avoid contact with the neighbors. It became a necessityto stop frequently to catch my breath. My corset had never been astight as Jana.