Golden-locks locks, a beautiful Latina She-male was skipping through theforest, singing the song 'Life is so good in America' when she saw asmall hous... nestled in a clearing. She went to the door, but it waslocked. Her older brother Manolo had taught her how to pick locks, and itwas short work to open the door. Inside was a nice cozy cabin, and on thekitchen table were three bowls. One had peach cobbler, but it was stillto hot when she tasted it. Another had a slice of apple pie, but it wastoo. I knew I had to be fast, knowing at any moment anyone could pull in behind me.I grabbed my magazine and bundled myself into the back of the van.I used a spare box left over from my delivery as a make shift table, placing the magazine on top. I flicked through and found the picture I wanted.Sophie Howard - top half naked and the most sexy, filthy look across her face.I pulled both my trousers and underpants down in on go, and dropped to my knees.My cock was hard and throbbing, no need for any. Then they lefttheir room to find breakfast. As they were having their coffee and Danish Martha said, "Youreally looked beautiful yesterday. I am so happy I could justsing. We have to be back by one for the gift opening. I love youand I hope you are as happy as I am!" "I am so happy it is hard to describe. Yesterday when you liftedmy veil to kiss me I couldn't believe it was as man and wife. Ifelt so warm and fuzzy inside. It was like being in heaven. I loveyou very, very much!" "I know you. Please tell me," she said as she leaned back in her chair. "OK," I started, after collecting my thoughts. "It was a couple months ago. You were away for the weekend. So was my wife. I wanted to go out with the guys so I called Beth to see if she could come over and watch the kids." "It was a normal evening, up until I got home, Beth was watching a movie, so I sat down to watch a little, too. We exchanged small talk about how things went that night but I couldn't keep from glancing at her.