Jobsite surprise

It was then that I realised my arms were aching but with her weight on me and that monster up my back passage, my limbs were the least of my emotions. She lay on me for a long time while she slumbered. I could feel her massive meat inside me slowly lose its hardness. At last she stirred, lifted her head and gazed into my eyes. "How did you like it?" she murmured. It was a question I found very hard to answer. As I said, I'm not that way, and yet, faced with a really lovely-looking she-male, so very feminine and with gorgeous-looking breasts and a fabulous derriere....I could only reply weakly: "I don't know." She grinned knowing that hardly any straight males would admit anything against their natural orientations. She then eased herself up and withdrew her spent, flaccid penis from my anus. I felt that ache again as it emerged with a sucking sound.
"Bathroom," she said curtly as she climbed off the bed and released my arms from the frame. I followed her tall, sleek ebony figure rather nervously, apprehensive that she was going to piss into my mouth again.

She went to the handbasin, turned both taps on until the basin was nearly full. Because of her height her genitals were slightly above the rim of the basin so it was easy to simply drop her penis into the water. "Okay, wash me, boy," she ordered, "With your hands." Again I was struck by her manner - rather like a slave-master telling me to do this and do that with a superior air. I took took her soft but large member in my hands and began swishing the warm water over its length, then gently drew the dark foreskin down to expose the startling pink skin and purple dome and vigorously cleansed with my fingers. She stood there by my side in total silence as I obeyed her. Then she spoke when the job was done: "You wanna go?" She indicated with a nod the lavatory. I realised I ought to...having been buggered and pumped full of her thick, viscid spunk. She left me to it telling me to come back to her room. It felt somehow good as I sat and emptied my bowel, but I still struggled with the question of my emotions.... Whether I could face myself in the future in deciding if I was changing, but I kept reaasuring myself that I would only submit myself to a lovely-looking she-male, and such a creature with a big prick.