She kneaded them ever so gently, causing him to yank her head even closer to him.Ben was buried so deep inside of her, that he could have sworn he fel... her tonsils with the head of his penis. He groaned as she quickened the pace, wanting her to know just how wonderfully seductive she really was.Finally, Ally grazed his velvety flesh with her teeth, sending violent spasms through each and every nerve ending in his body.Okay, that was all he could take. Ready to come, he tried to push her head. But by and large, I've gotten it anyway. I'm eternally grateful for that. But there is a bigger obstacle here, one that provides a greater challenge than simple partial paralysis. The enemy," she said, pausing for effect, "is ignorance." What do I mean by ignorance? It's something that, and it pains me to say this, I've observed far too often in my interactions here at St. James. Sometimes it's subtle and hard to define. But it's a broad term, and in fact, there are others close to me who have. “What do you mean?” she asked answering me with a question.“Will there be calls from you at odd hours?” I asked.“Not since I married the gym’s owner,” she replied.“So what was her personal trainer into?” I asked.“He helped her with her weight control. Women her age freak when they gain a single pound,” she said. “His training methods were a little unorthodox.”“Like how?” I asked.“I have said too much already, you can ask around. I can give you a list of his clients who had ‘one on one’ sessions. But since the hrt has taken it’s full effect it is starting to show a bit on her. Her weight has been slowly creeping up from a lean and fit 130 lbs to a now soft and squishy 165lbs. Though standing rather tall at 5 foot 11 inches it has spread out amongst her to give her soft feminine legs, a nice popping booty, a soft middle with a small muffin top the really bulges when she overeats, a softened and smooth face with a small under chin forming, and gorgeous B cup breasts without and surgery!.