So I pull my dick from his lips and paint his face with one last load of cum. Damn, he looks so hot with my seed all over his girly face. “Now it’... official, you’re mine.” He goes to wipe his face off. “Unless you’re going to swallow all that cum, leave it.” He looks up at me with those eyes as blue as the ocean. The look on his face is one of fear, shame, and humiliation. Part of me wants to pull him into my arms and kiss him. Tell him everything's going to be alright. The rest of me wants to. You're aware of how wet you are and the smell of your own cunt pervades the entire room. You're almost looking forward to the fifth blow and feel a sexual warmth shiver through you to compete with the pain of it when it lands, even though it's obvious the woman has tried to put more force into this final stroke that any of the others. Fuck, you think, one more of those and I might cum and you're almost disappointed that the ordeal is over. Give her another one, you hear me command and you can't. Both Hank and Bill were well served by their gracious hostesses, Mary and June, and enjoyed the meal. Desert was apple cobbler, a treat neither man had enjoyed for years, so this was a special meal savored to the fullest, literally.They spent the afternoon with June, being shown every nook and cranny of the Rocking HA ranch. They both would have been bored but for the youthful enthusiasm of 11-year-old June. She was a joy to be around, and they were actually disappointed when they had to stop. Helenmessaged her son to come over to his Gran's."Samantha," Helen voiced to get her attention, "while we get you ready togo to the town, my son will be joining us soon to be your companion forthe day" Sounds interesting," Samantha replied shyly.---Meanwhile Olive was sitting in her wheelchair trying to understand hernew body and the differences between it and her former male one. Althoughthe potion Olive drank changed her body inside she still had all his malememories. For some reason Olive.