He gleefully went behind me and started thrusting his entire **** slowly inside of me. He did have a fat **** and it was long enough to tear my ***** ...part. I have a tight ***** like a virgin even after so many years of my marriage. Both my deliveries were C-sections. And, big thanks to the small, tiny **** my husband uses to bang me. Anyway, I could feel it pushing against my unexplored inner walls when he was all the way in. He would pull his **** entirely out and then shove it back in. My. But once a week, mild mannered nerd Garygoes away for the evening, and "Jennifer" comes out to play.I usually take the train into Boston while still in boy mode. I bring abag with me that has everything Jennifer needs in it. There's this greatdrag bar called Jaques. The bartender knows me there, which is good,since I'm only 17, but she's pretty cool about it. Once there, I slip into one of the bathroom stalls, and start to get myJenny on. My Mom and I are almost exactly the same size, so it's. I called a nearby motel and arranged a room for her until we could get one of my apartments furnished for her.We had a tearful reunion, with Mrs. Porter astounded that Jean and I had become a couple instantly. She could not understand our relationship but was overjoyed with it, nevertheless. I told her about my several failed romances and how easily and smoothly Jean and I had become lovers. She said that she was just so happy that Jean had found what she had wanted and looked for the last 8. .that sort of stuff.Their names were Mark and Linda and they were a really nice couple and they picked me up at the airport and we took a two hour drive to the camp. When we arrived, there were dozens of boys already there and they showed me to my so-called "cabin" where the bunks and lockers were all lined up against the walls kinda like a military barracks.I settled in and unpacked my stuff and placed it in the locker by my bunk and headed outside to meet everybody. I was introduced by my.