But Sheila insisted, saying she had not seen my dick; but she was sure that I was stroking it inside the balcony.She then asked me with a giggle, if I...was imaging fucking her…I stood quiet, because I did not have any idea about what to say.Sheila laughed, saying she liked men younger than her old husband, Peter; since the poor guy could not fuck her as she deserved.I just looked at her with mouth open in amazement.She suddenly reached out and ran her fingers on my hard dick through the thin. I closed by delivering Ruth's oath in my female voice. "Whereyou die, will I die, and there will I be buried: the Lord do so to me,and more also, if ought but death part you and me". Everybody thought Ihad become a woman in front of them. I dropped to my knees, and in thesame voice, I cried out to the ceiling in the same voice: "Whether asman or woman, guide me, oh Lord."The whole hall fell silent as if waiting for a bolt of lightning, orsome lesser divine sign. If I had been selling snake. My toes curl hard and you keep your thumb on my plug so it doesn’t pop out with the force of the orgasms. You slip out of me and I squirt on you and the bed.. You run your head over my now gushing hole, and slide back into me, and keep going. You repeat this process over and over until I’m lying limp and heaving in front of you. The thought of wearing me out completely always seems to get you to that edge, and soon you are ready to cum again as well.. I feel you swell and get even more rigid. ’ She smiled. Her sense of humor was coming back. She ate a good breakfast and we were at the sink doing dishes when Beth and Sandy returned. I thanked them for the clothes and went to take care of a shower, etc. Emma sat them down and talked to them. She was sad, aware of the hole in her life and that it would hurt for some time… and she was back. They asked about finding me in bed. ‘The most comfort I’ve had in the last three weeks was knowing that Nick would be here for me. He held me all.