You keep your slim arms wrapped around your mans thick waist, knowing in a strange way that he's...done something to you. That this isn't your life, but still...you love him. He's a big, strong man, and you NEED him to tell you what to do. A woman NEEDS a man to do her thinking for her. After all, a woman's just a pair of tits and a cunt looking for action, and nothing more...
But...she was married...
She kept getting flashes of her old life. Of a beautiful woman and a big house...and a life she had with her before...before...
Carly woke and rolled out of Hambone's bed, lighting a cigarette and stretched like a big, sexy cat. She ran her long, red nails through her messy blond hair, and wished Hambone was awake so he could fuck her. She loved the feeling of his big, throbbing cock pounding in and out of her tight, shaven pussy. She loved that Hambone had taken her to that place down by the bars, and gotten her cooter pierced, along with little hoops for her nipples.
She LOVED IT!!!
She...loved Marion.
As a man, Marion Carter had been her wife. A smart, beautiful lady lawyer, she'd been the love of his life. Then Hambone had raped him, and used some sort of magic to turn him into a woman. But, no mater what...Carly (she'd had a different name as a man. What had it been? She couldn't remember.) felt her love for Mary Carter returning. She wanted to go to her and...and...
What? Eat out her cunt? Suck her tittles? Actually expect the honest, decent woman to accept this filthy, chain-smoking, hard-drinking biker mamma as her former-husband? Carly still loved Marion, but...
Hambone woke and groaned out "Hey, babe...snatch me a beer from the fridge, huh? Then you can fix me breakfast. Ham an' eggs, huh?"
He'd done this to her. Taken away her old life. Taken her from Marion. She hated him.
She loved him. She'd do anything to make her man happy.
"Sure thing, Hambone. You wan' a blow job before I fix you those ham an' eggs?"
"Sounds like a plan, sugar." he grunted, as she slipped to her knees before him and took his mammoth cock into her mouth. She hated him. She loved sucking his big, hard cock. She was Carly, and she was his. His to do with as he felt.