He just nodded. " Now I'm going to do something you'll never forget." He said "What"? Me: "You'll find out." So I found his zipper and pulled it down ... grabbed his cock and started to Jack it off then I started lick it. He started to moan he had a nine inch dick I put it down my hole throat fifteen minutes later he started to cum. After that I put his cock back in. He said"That's was the best blow job ever." After that I stood up so did he I told him"don't tell dad or mom and maybe you'll get. Fat wasstarting to redistribute to my hips and thighs, in a typical femalepattern. I have always longed to be a BBW. Having been overweight beforemy transition was definitely contributing to my objective. The more Ilooked at myself in the mirror, the more thrilled I was about the changeshappening in me.But what made all the difference, at that point, was that I had the loveof a man who made me feel as woman as ever. In his sweet accent, Mustaphawould sometimes tell me: Ophelia, I fell in love. "You know what," Chris said. "No. What." "Oh it's silly. But I have n ever..." "What?" "I've never played strip poker!" "Me neither!" cried Sara . "How about you?" she asked me. "Once." "And you, Tom?" "Ah, well a coupl e of times." "Tell us. How was it?" "Fun. Mind you I was young then. And I h ad never seen a girl's breasts before." "Did you? See some I mean," Chris aske d. "Yes. I did. But not for long. This girl suddenly got, I don't know, scared maybe, and got dressed and disappeared in a. His fingers entwined with hers, cupping and kneading her breasts.His mouth withdrew momentarily and his fingers closed around her wrists, imprisoning her in his grasp and he moved up swiftly, pushing her hand and arms high above her head, stretching tight and firm, pinning her to the bed with his body…. she squirmed beneath him, eyes widening, captured by his hands.. unable to resist…His mouth pressed firm against hers and his tongue drove deep into her mouth, the tip of his throbbing cock.