I had almost six dollars left when I walked into the house. Jillian and I made dinner, and after we ate I showed her the clothes I had bought, and the... tried them on. I didn't realize it at the time, but it was a sure sign that I was beginning to feel comfortable in my role as a woman. I think Jillian knew it, but she never said a word to me. At work, the Major complimented me on my new clothes, but otherwise remained aloof, and our working relationship went quite well. Only once did he ever. ” It’s Sally, my MILF neighbour! I start to half-heartedly protest as she starts riding me – reverse cowgirl. She takes me exactly how she wants. She raises herself almost off then lets gravity plunge her tight pussy down, squeezing my shaft as she drops. Her steady rhythm has her panting heavily, either from her efforts or impending orgasm. Sally is groaning with each drop as she pounds my dick hard. As her orgasm builds she changes to driving herself down, helping gravity further. She even. This is non fiction. (TRUE for those in Rosalinda) Yes it really happened. If I ever post fiction, I will make that perfectly clear up front. I prefer writing non fiction.This is ONLY part one with a lot more sex coming, so keep checking back.I had planed a Thursday night to Sunday evening weekend. But plans change. A friend was suppose to come camping Thursday but she got stuck with an extra half shift. I had the camp trailer ready and was itching to go. My hormones were ready too. (bummer)I. When I was done reasoning it through in my head, I looked up again, realizing I must have seemed preoccupied. Dame Matsuko was staring at me, her eyes seeming to bore into me.When I would have spoken, she knew what I was going to say and held up her hand again. She lowered her head and stared at her hands, folded calmly on the table in front of her. When she lifted her head again, I could hear pain in her voice.“I was a third daughter of a poor potter. I was fated to be sold one way or another,.