Она будет по большой части линейной, в ней не будет картинок, во всяком случае боль...�ого их кол-ва. С именами старался не мудрить и не добавлять отчеств и фамилий, но если вам нужно вы можете воспользоваться настройками истории. Такая простенькая, с сухим текстом, но надеюсь, будет интересной.Любой желающий может дополнить данную историю, чем пожелает. Буду рад любым отзывам, комментариям, сообщениям, новым развитиям сюжета, и прикреплённым к постам картинкам.Приятного чтения!Я очень необычный. He went on to her left breast. When he licked that nipple, his hand caressed downward. His fingers combed firmly through the hair on her mound. On her lower lips, however, they were very gentle.She held his shoulders. “You’re still dressed,” she said.“Ihm hihm.” Great! She’d intended a hint, not a score on a true-false test. Then he parted her lips and stroked between them. He moved his mouth over to her right breast, and she forgot about his clothes. His lips and tongue did lovely things to. I had always hated kissing Jason before, but now he was doing a pretty damn good job. He ran his hand from my waist and I felt him jump again when he realized that I didn't have any panties on. He rubbed my ass and then ran his hands up to my breast. I moaned when he started caressing my left nipple. I was in shock. I couldn't believe how gentle he was being. Jason had always been so eager and fast that it turned me off. Now he was doing everything just right. He was taking. I had no intention of meeting anyone, just a bit of playing around online. So I answered it, with a quick hi and how are you. He wrote that he thought I was hot and I wrote back and asked if he had read my profile. The pictures of me were a little blurry and not close up so I could pass for a woman. As I suspected though, he stopped talking as soon as he read the description of me as a cross dresser. Oh well, plenty more to look through I thought.I then got a message from a blonde woman in her.