“Speaking of icing…”
Beefcake Derek the d**k had just finished filling up a stocking with dripping cubes from the bucket. “Wrap this ‘round yo’ neck, sweet chil’. Don’t get swoll up on my account.”
“Thank you.” Julie complied and then felt around the rest of herself. “I may need to see to my p***y soon too. Not that I’m complaining! You were perfectly convincing and effective beyond my wildest dreams – figuratively speaking at least. So thank you for that too.
“The damage will heal, the pain go away. The things I’ve learned to appreciate will stay with me forever however. Things about both myself and our equally treasured she-male here. I’m just sorry I missed seeing the bona fide cocksucker finally earning his own new name and persona.”
“Don’t worry, Goddess Julie. We’ve got it all on
