She also asks me to be the best man when she gets married, and I agree. The topic changes to my bachelor party, which I’m not sure I want to have, b...t she convinces me. I agree to a small get-together with some friends, then we come up with some basic plans. Before we part, I give her a hug. I notice how much she’s changed physically over the years. If I were meeting her for the first time, there’s no way I’d know she was ever a male.As I drive home, I think about Jen more. The memories of us. I got out my suit and got dressed unhurriedly. I felt a twinge of regret that it wouldn’t be Tricia’s fingers undoing the buttons on my shirt as I put it on. I felt like she deserved so much more from me, but she claimed to still have a plan to wear her father down for Christmas.When I was ready, I sat at my computer and recorded a new clip for YouTube, showing off how I looked all cleaned up. I knew I looked good and I explained about the dance tonight and mentioned little things from my week. She popped off her top and her humongous melons exploded off her chest. they were the size of cantalopes and the nipples were a very light brown colour and erect. i immediately started sucking them as she moaned in excitement. she grabbed my cock and immediately shoved it down her throat. i can't describe how it feels to throat fuck, but she was gagging and drooling with each thrust into her pipes. i could literally see the shape of my cock in her neck; stretching her limits and depriving her. She was the smartest of the three and worked hard to keep that title. She always told me about sexual things that she had learned from over hearing her parents and other adults and she always seemed to stimulate my mind sexually in ways I never thought possible.The youngest was just a beautiful fair skinned girl with long gorgeous jet black hair. They set off her beautiful green eyes amazingly and although she lacked much in the way of a chest or ass, she had this mystic about her reminiscent.