I was orgasmic, and it didn't require that a man be the World's Greatest Lover to make it good for me. A decent number of my past lovers had done the ...ob -- a few of them with some distinction.But, so far at least, nobody had done it better than this Baseball Boy from Ohio. Oh, my! Davey knew how to push all my buttons!Mama always taught me that "sex, alone" was not enough, and I didn't doubt she was right. Good sex, though, was a wonderful foundation upon which to build a more complete. Marcie's desk was a busty, mature woman, her body all curves, violet hair framing a hungry face. A huge cock thrust up from her sleek, folded legs. Her pillowy breasts jiggled with her slightest movement. Wings rose above her shoulders, transparent like a dragonfly's.“You're...” My words trailed off as I stared into her silver eyes.Ancient eyes.They dwarfed me. Once, I went to New York City. I stood beneath the Empire State Building, this huge monolith rising so high above me I had to crane my. After their swim they just wore their shorts around me. Allison had C-cup breasts and a pretty good size ass. She wasn’t fat by any means but she wasn’t skinny either. She was what I would call a full figure gal. Brooke on the other hand was sleek and trim. She was very muscular and she runs in those twenty-six mile marathons. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on her body. Her B-cup breasts were just perfect and she had two of the cutest dimples in her lower back just above her waistline.That first. ”-----------------------------------------------------------------------So here I am, and it’s now a number of years later. I am still happily married to Ray. He treats me like a queen. Our sex life is great. I love his cock. I get to be the girly-girl I always wanted to be full time now. My wardrobe consists of almost all dresses and skirts. I have a couple of pairs of pants, but I much prefer the freedom of a dress. Ray likes the way I look. For that matter, I like the way I look. Hormones.