. intimate. "Another thing I could get used to," Ithought.But what about the rest of me? I headed into the bedroom, feeling theunfamiliar bounce and s...ing of my new bosom, and checked the mirror.My face and hair were the same, but from the neck down, I was a woman.Thin arms ended at small hands and long, dainty fingers, complete with 1"nails painted with red polish -- the same color I'd noticed on my toeswhen I'd woken up. I now had a thin waist -- I pegged it at about 25" --which accented my. .bending her over the counter in front of all and sundry, and giving her a firsthand account of the wares she window-shopped. The till scanner beeps with each item.We both brave eye contact. I can see her similarly undressing me with her gaze. She looks revitalised- eyes sparkling with devious intent, and it is my turn to feel a creeping warmth about my features.Our hands brush delicately against one another, and linger slightly too long as money exchanges hands.The shop is busy, so, with a. I knew then that I had to give her all the pleasure I could. So I asked her to turn around and made her lie down on the bed face-down. Took out an oil bottle from my bag and started with a light back massage. I am decently good with massage, and I know how to give immense pleasure to a girl with a body massage. I started with her upper back.Opened her bra clips but didn’t take it off. I applied some oil on her neck and shoulders and started massaging.She had already started to feel hot and was. Our lips meet again like it was the very first time, so passionate, so lustful. The kiss turns me on so much more than I already am, and I start to increase my strokes, pumping into your tight pussy harder and faster. You scream for me to give it to you, and I wasn’t about to complain. I grab my hands under your ass, and start to lift you up again... you give me a look, like, you’re about to kill me if I stop, but in a screaming moan of satisfaction, realize that I was just lifting you,.