Plan B was to go to collect water when she was there. So I started to stare at her boobs. That too while pulling water from well her boobs used to dan...ce. I loved that sight. She felt weird. She used to wear nighty , after this incident she started to wear shawl to cover her boobs. Whenever I tried to seduce her she had other plans to resist.She got to know I am seducing her but she had plans to resist which made me sad. But positive sign was I got more courage to seduce her as she kept quiet.. ” I now knew that size does matter, and the color black defiantly added to her sexual desires. When she heard the women telling their black lovers to cum inside them, she became a wild woman thrashing on the couch as her vaginal muscles felt like vices squeezing my fingers. Her juices were flowing heavy as her hips hunched and raised from the couch. She had transposed herself as the women in the movies, her mind felt what they were feeling.When we went to bed, I inserted my cock and told. You may regret that, but I willhave you as a sissy slut in training."The rest of the conversation continued with him promising to send me achastity device to arrive first thing Monday morning. He explained how Iwould be completely transformed into a shemale with breast implants,facial reconstruction and everything. I would be claimed by Master andtaught to serve him and his friends. I would become a whore, debasingmyself with random strangers in order to pay for my "sissy modifications."He. I snap the towel, still hanging from my shoulder, and start drying off. “Aight dawg—get the fuck out. I gotta get to work”. Jason just stared at me, I guess flabergasted that I just pulled my still rock hard cock from his mouth, denying his prize of my sweet yung juice. I told him I would call him when I got done, and he could come back and finish up. He did me a favor, so I wasn't going to jet out without returning the same.As he nodded his understanding and headed for the door I hollered at.