I reached down to feel if it was real. I rubbed my finger across the lips and felt a sensation that was somewhat pleasing and totally foreign. As I ra...sed my finger to viewing level I could see it was smaller and more effeminate, but it was also slightly moist from my crotch. I screamed again, this time dropping the cigarette in the process. I ran over to the car and looked at myself in the reflection. There I saw me, drifting somewhere between being male or female, except in the crotch where. His cock was so thick it was stretching my mouth to its limit.Clark moaned "Take it all in!"I tried but he was just too big, I could only get a little more than half of his cock in my mouth and then he grabbed my head with both hands and pushed his hips forward. I began choking and tried to pull away.Clark said, " Just relax, breathe through your nose." I did, and he pushed more and more of his cock in my mouth. I still couldn't take it all, but I felt his cockhead hitting the back of my. It had been beautiful and special and she would never forget it.She did regret one thing, not sticking around for another round of sex, and maybe more. But like she had told Rhonda, it was over and she couldn't go back.Rhonda started pestering her about the paragon the next day."Come on Sherry, he really wants to meet you!" No." Why not? He's hot, I swear it. Perfect for you." No." Just one date, he saw your picture before the party, and he wanted to meet you then..." No." Sherry!" Rhonda! No!. It took me a week to fix the plumbing and other things a person needs to live comfortably. My landlady respected me for that, I’d say she adored me. As I had no time for cooking she cooked for me, but I paid for the food products she used in my meals. Generally speaking we lived very well. In the evenings we used to talk a lot, discuss her family life, she showed me photos of her husband and a daughter. Her daughter was the same age as me. We could talk about various things including sex.Once.