I then went backinto the kitchen to make myself that hamburger. After dinner, I felt the need to prove myself as a man. I might becomfortable in women...s clothes. In fact, I was actually more comfortablein woman's clothing, but I was not a girl in my head. I walked back intomy bathroom and put on some old spice repeating that phrase from theadvertisement in my head and aloud, 'Because I'm a man!'I put on my shoes, grabbed my wallet out of my purse and headed out toprove my masculinity. I was. Church had not been important in my life and there was always some reason which kept me from going regularly. Up to this point, I had attended maybe half the Sunday services. Trish encouraged me to be more regular, but I did not see the importance. The Sunday right before Christmas, Trish was working with me doing the morning chores. She wanted to go to services however I was thinking about staying home to work on the milk compressor, which had stopped working. I was kneeling beside this unruly. Each time I do Im rewarded with a sharp intake of breath. While Im licking you, my right hand is busy with your asshole. I get my fingers slick with your pussy juice and slowly run little circles around your tight rosebud of an anus. I apply just enough pressure to suggest penetration but not quite enough to let it happen. Oh, you fucking tease! Oh Gods damndamndamndamn, pleasepleaseplease! The litany begins again. Your hips are bucking, eyes closed, one hand entangled in my hair. I sense you. We started kissing each other, gentle moist kisses. Our tongues went deeper in each others mouth. After sometime, I stopped thrusting her. It was her time to be on the top, and take control of the intimate act. She spread her shapely hips wide, and slowly dug her pussy on my glistening penis. As soon as the full length of my penis went inside of her, she let go of her breath with a soft moan and closed her eyes. She then started riding my cock. I could feel all the pleasure burning inside of.