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I am screaming for him to stop, "I am not that kinda girl man, leave me alone". He slaps me right across the face. He then says,"You will do what I ...ay or you can be made to do what I say!". I then realize that I am going to have to play this little game and hope that he only wants a blow job. I am a virgin, and I don't want to tell him that, might be a turn on.I am sitting here all alone in this house and no one to help me from getting ****d by this jerk that looks like he could have any. I immediately remove my hand, wipe it with a tissue (because it becomes wet from my horny pussy). The door was opened and I also closed the porn movie from my computer. To my shock, it was my boss and a male guest. My boss introduced this male guest as a business partner from the company where I work. The male guest extended his right hand to shake hands with me. I gave my right hand to him. I realized that I used my right hand to play with my pussy. I wonder if the smell of my pussy sticks. ”I ran back through everything I’d said, trying to spot if I’d left anything out. “I suppose those are the main reasons. As far as I’m concerned, each one of them on their own would be a deal-breaker.”Tears started running down Jen’s cheeks again. “I never really stood a chance, did I? I love you so much that it hurts. I’ve wanted to do this for so long and Mum kept stringing me along. It would’ve been better if she’d told me to forget the idea when I first spoke about it.”“Probably. But your. Before long she fell asleep dreaming about the evening to come.It was 5 p.m. when she was awakened by her mother-in-law calling her before leaving for the temple. She hastily got up and after having a refreshing bath she draped a soft wrinkle free cream colored sari over a black sleeveless blouse and when she looked herself in the mirror she felt stimulated.As she was combing her hair she heard the doorbell ring. Taking small steps and not hastening she reached the front door. She stood for a.
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’ ‘I bet you would,’ she muttered and let her hands wander down to his crotch. Rubbing gently, she looked into his eyes. ‘What do you want me...to do?’ she asked. He shook his head. ‘I don’t care, as long as… god, yes!’ His eyes closed. Jenny had pulled down his trunks and grabbed his cock. It felt weird in the water, somehow artificial. ‘Would you mind sitting at the edge like Kevin does?’ she asked. ‘That would make it easier.’ He was up there in less than a second, his cock standing up. I was naked, I was me again! Back in my body, my face was normal; clearing mythroat, I said, "Who is it?"The response was, "Housekeeping."I said, "Go Away, come back later." Looking at the clock noting it was 10 AM,I slept over 12 hours.I was a nervous wreck from the strange Saturday I just had. I kept replayingthe events in my head of being cursed, changed into a female, being a sexualplaything for some pervert, face fucked! There is no way I could ever livethat day again, what was next? What. More

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