Now, sit up.”She obeyed.“Good. Now sit on Daddy’s lap.”She lifted herself onto Marcus’s lap, and his cock immediately took notice. Her pan...ies were wet from where she’d been fingering herself. He used his knee to part her legs and rested his hand on the damp spot. “Such a beautiful girl,” he said, stroking her pussy,. He rubbed over her bare mound, perfectly smooth as through she'd been recently waxed. The hairlessness was arousing, and he couldn't wait to bury his face between her legs. I touched his face slowly, feeling the soft stubble of his facial hair. His eyes closed a moment before allowing me to drown in them. I touched his shoulder, glancing over his tattoos with interest. His fingers, touched the bottom curve if my breast and a sharp breath got caught in my throat. "Please let me taste and touch you" he said, the tip of his finger brushed my hard nipple. "Oh I want you" I breathed out and he stepped closer till his cock rested hotly against my stomach. "Let me take. He asked me about me, i told him about everything my hormone therapy and my obsession to be a women. He turned me around and started jerking to my ass. He soon bursted a load onto my ass and back. He said "That was fun, you can dress up now" He stopped me and said "If you really want to know how it feel to be a woman, here is my number call me" After that i ran home.I kept thinking about what happened. I could feel his warm cum on my back and ass. It made me really horny. I wore a sexy lingerie. I can’t even describe them. They’re just perfect.” Courtney’s eyes were fluttering as went on, fluttering like when she rubs my muscles after I work out, and gets horny.My heart sank. I knew who Courtney was talking about. “I get it,” I said weakly.“You should have seen her Greg. You could see her abs through her suit, Greg. That’s how cut she was. She was doing moves that I swear aren’t possible. She had a funny name, though. Becky Winkleman? Becky Dinkleberg?”“Becky Finklestein,” I.