Finished. Hethen looked in the full-length mirror and saw somebody he only halfrecognised. He was incredibly pleased with how he looked, but still man...gedto spend the next few minutes making small adjustments, making sure the bulgefor his breasts looked Ok and that the other bulge, lower down, was nowhereto be seen.Then, for the first time in his life he went downstairs dressed as a girland, also for the first time in his life, was to present himself as a girl tosomeone else's view.Helen was. His tempo quickens, as does her pulse. She can feel him getting harder. He begins to thrust harder and harder. A glorious climax is near. She gets wetter by the minute. ‘Oh, Carley, I love you.’ he pants into her ear. ‘I love you too.’ she breathes into his ear. She feels his love muscle start to pulse inside of her. She knows it won’t be long now, and can feel her own climax nearing. He says ‘I love you.’ just as his hot sperm splashes her cervix. It is all that is needed to start her. .. So why would you? How could you? And then honestly take that vow today. Please... please make me understand. I want to understand. I stupidly thought you loved me.”She sheepishly looked up at him and nodded, still sobbing with tears streaming down her face. “I do love you. I know it's hard to believe but I do love so very much and the sex... the sex was always amazing. You always seemed to know when to be loving and romantic or wild and exciting.” She panted dramatically. "I do love you,. ..other times she would enjoy the ride for awhile. Stacey's husband had a shift change, leaving her alone at bedtime. Since her husband was the who usually put her to sleep, she had to take it upon herself. She pulled out her trusty book from her nightstand and started reading. It just so happened to be a story about a woman masturbating on the train. Stacey had never done it in public, so it was a real turn. As she read, she touched her breasts...giving her nipples a little tug. She moved her.