As you already know about me, I love fucking women of various age groups and various walks of life.I believe sex must always be consensual and enjoyed...fully rather than forced. So this story was once again submitted by one of my reader fans who told me the outline. She asked me to construct a story about the real incident that happened to her.She was a female reader by the name of Lakshmi Goel from Gujarat. So now, in her own words. I’m telling you that this will be a long story, maybe in 2 or. You didn't blow me." Look closely at my face. We kissed, and then I convinced you to let me blow you so I could take a picture for them. She plans on divorcing you and convincing a judge not to share any of both of your assets." Good story. Now, why are you here? What did you do with the feminine body?" My breasts are still small, and surgery might be necessary if the hormones don't work. I don't intend to take it all the way because I enjoy having a cock." That doesn't answer the question of. This time she said it clearly “by placing your semen in my womb”. I got a shock when she said that. Anyhow I regain my consciousness and thought for a while and then kept quiet for while and asked” how is that possible??” she said “that question is already an yes answer to my plans” I’ve got everything planned but the most important part that you must let all of your semen into my womb” I said “ok” and then she told me her plans. A week after my meeting with Divya my wife went her mother’s. I had been accepted at several universities in California, but had decided, for a combination of reasons, to sit out a year before continuing with my studies. Ellen declared that she was finished with her education, and had no desire to traipse off to some university, giving herself with lustful abandon, to an army of drunken fraternity strangers, when she could stay right at home and attend to the carnal needs of hard working, heavy drinking, bath hating, boat builders and fishermen.I felt.