I apply the foundation to match my skin, the eye liner to match my eyes and a nice bright red lipstick. Now I am ready. The transformation from man to...woman. Looking like a natural woman, I park my car at the reserve and text him to let him know I’m here. It’s midnight and dark so I dont want to be on my own for too long. I get a reply “Walk into the public toilets, go inside the last cubicle and lock the door, I’ll be there in 5 ;) “ I do as I’m asked. 5 minutes passes and I hear someone. Shellie was stern but fair, and her students knew if they tried, she would help them in any way she could. Because she had never had pregnancy to deal with, my wife looked the same at thirty-eight as she did at nineteen when I met her. She had shoulder length brown hair, with blue-gray eyes. She stood five feet and seven inches. She had always been blessed with curves having wide hips, thin waist and a 36C bust. We bought our house after she was awarded her position at the school. It was a nice. He was an expert on natural disasters, earthquakes in particular, and something in the area had been reported as "very strange". That's all he ever said about it.Anyway, this trip was meant to last a few months, and Anne, his wife, was thoroughly against it.She was 25, and a very bossy, almost dominatrix-type woman, and she knew that her looks could get her anywhere. Her shoulder-length hair was a shining gold color, her round face was perfect with full lips and piercing blue eyes, and she had. He gave me no time to protest; because quickly he shoved his thick cock up to the hilt, making me feel he would tear me off…I cried out loud with pleasure, as my body betrayed me.I felt he had a very thick and large dick; it was a wonderful piece, very hard.He gave me just three hard strokes and I got soaking wet. He kept moving onto my body, burying his hard cock even deeper with each stroke.Finally he decided to take the blindfold off from my eyes and then I saw the bastard was fucking me at.