..Wait...one of his hands is moving from my hips...and...and it's wrapping itself around my cock! He's gonna jerk me off while fucking my faggot boi p...ussy!Oh fuck...this is too much to take...this train m*****er stroking my cock while pounding my ass...I'm gonna cum soon!His pounding is getting more urgent now...I think he's gonna cum soon as well...oh god..."I want us to cum together."He's picking up the pace! Oh god, my balls are starting to tighten up! I can feel his cock swelling inside my. How na?ve of me to even think that I lookedlike a female at all. Did I? Perhaps I did, I just didn't know I was soconfused, the things he had made me wear and the way he treated me, thatwas the effect that Doug was having on me, somehow, he had almostbrainwashed me.I had no idea that there was discussion going on with Doug and one of theothers as the old farmer mauled and kissed me, keeping me in a shamefuldrunken quivering and I'm ashamed to say, aroused state. It was only whenhe released me. Fortunately for Emma and I, we had an en suite shower and toilet so we simply let the girls get on with it and ignored the litany of complaints as refereeing the outcome never worked.Finally, after a breakfast of cereal and fruit juice for the girls and cereal and coffee for me, we set off in the Landrover to drop them at school, looking incredibly gorgeous in their uniforms of white blouse, dark cardigan and some sort of kilt along with warm thick tights."I'll pick you up tonight, or perhaps. 'I amsomebody else now,' she thought, 'I only happen to look like Donna.'Indeed that's what it felt like to her. She heard the bathroom door open and Donna emerged wearing one of herbrand new suits. The black suit looked great on him; it thinned at thewaist and made his broad shoulders look even more so. He wore an expensivelooking white dress shirt with a red paisley tie. She smiled inwardly whenshe noticed the tiny piece of tissue stuck to the side of his neck. Shelearned long ago not to make.