Isn't this wonderful?" Asked my new feminine inner voice. Gosh, it was sogood to be done with that annoying bastard. This voice was so much moretende..., warm, and supportive.In my previous incarnation I immediately identified any man who preenedhis hair with a flick of his hand, walked with an exaggerated swing in hiships, and dangled a limp wrist, as most certainly a queer. I mean it's anatural part of all straight men to have an active 'gaydar' isn't it?Yet no one ever accused me of being. He leant over to place the camera on the table, then stood with his legs slightly spread, letting her do the work. This was how it had been with Karen and this was how he wanted it now. He let her set the pace. Chloe’s fingers unbuttoned his jeans, tugging them down to his knees. She ran her fingers over the black silk of his boxer shorts. He loved the feel of silk against this skin. Her fingers slithered through the fly of the shorts. Soft, hot fingers stroked his shaft. She pulled the. Winston pulled a cigar out of his jacket before shedding it like mine and sitting down. ‘This is refreshing,’ Winston mused, ‘enjoying my evening cigar with new friends.’ ‘It is nice isn’t it?’ I thought aloud as I lit a cigarette and Becky poured us each a drink. ‘Just relaxing after a very strange day.’ ‘Was it true? What you said about the horrors of war?’ Winston asked. ‘I can’t begin to describe it. It’s like every evil thing you could ever imagine, on steroids.’ ‘Sounds awful. Any good. As already mentioned, she was fucking up a storm in eager anticipation. When Brian was sucking on her tits she cooed, “You make them feel so good, baby. I wonder if two mouths will be twice as good? They’re not very big so that’s why I’ve always focused on my pussy. I figured out a long time ago that the only reason guys get hard-ons is to fill up a good pussy. Everybody that stuck theirs in mine has told me how good it is and I’m ready to feel your big one enjoying a visit right now.”When his.