Then suddenly she became naughty and asked me if I had ever had sex with my gf. I told yes, couple of times. Then, she sighed and offered me for a mov...e. We went for a movie named, khwaish, which was quite erotic in parts. While watching the movie, she suddenly put her hand on my thighs. I just ignored her move. Then she started moving her hands and then she kept her hand on my already bulged rod. I was wearing a black jeans and because my penis was almost as hard as rock, I was feeling. " Why do you hate it, Ruby?" Kennedy thought it was a simple question. She had a lot to learn, she found, about what a simple question truly was."Go fuck yourself! You want to fuck me! You are all alike!" Ruby, I wish I had a tape recorder so I could play back your words," Kennedy said patiently. "No one wants to sleep with you because you're like a porcupine. All spines and hate. I'm sorry about whatever happened before, Ruby, but I'm not going to fuck you; I'm not even going to try. I like. You flew down here on an extravagance, on a charteredplane. You could have phoned me or video-conferenced or something. But no,you chose a luxurious way to get here. You have worldly choices that fewothers do."She paused. "Spend your wealth; you earned it. Enjoy life. Only you and Iknow the 'unknowingly' earned it aspect. Correct, you did not choose toearn it that way. But that's water under the bridge now. Everyone elsethinks Tinkerbelle is intentional, the real you, or part of you at. And I moan quite girlishly.Well, I guess that happens because I'm a woman now. When I was a guy Iwould take the lead when we had sex, but I let her take over. She's incharge now.As I lay back in bed I spread my legs out. Jenny pulls on my tiny thongpanties and flings it away onto the floor. She traces her finger aroundmy womanly mound. I shiver and coo in expectant ecstasy. I see her headgo down on my crotch. Her long, blond hairs land on my thighs and herlips and tongue meet up on my pussy..