Inthat first year "out" I first avoided men, not thinking or perhapsdenying I had any interest or attraction for the "opposite" sex.Eventually though ...uring that time that changed. I liked being "escorted"by the right kind of guy. I liked being "adored" and treated like a lady.I also found that I reacted to men who were tender, fun and trustworthy.The first sincere kiss I got from a man changed everything in my oddfeminine world. I found myself reacting to a man like a woman. That kisscaused me. It’s not like I haven’t seen one of them before. And I’ll be seeing plenty of it. There’s no need to be ashamed.’ Marcus felt himself blushing a bit at her touch, and the boldness of her statement. He had to clear his throat before, very shyly, removing his hands from his penis. She kept her hand atop his. ‘It’s… still a little hard to get used to being naked in front of somebody I’ve never met before. And… um… being in a fucking dollhouse while I’m at it. What’s going on? Who is she? Who are. She was in the middle of a powerful orgasm. I swear; I could witness her hurting pussy, spasm and ripple into pure strong pleasure. I was astounded, when she let her one leg extend and go over my head to stand up and pull the panties off her love box to carefully toss them on my nose and lips. “I am done”, she said “and going to take a shower now. I do not give a shit what you do with them but to clean them soil-free is your job”. I was frustrated to see her walk to the bathroom and just could. She took my hand and led me upstairs with devilment in her eyes and led me into her bedroom.I told her she was drunk but she confessed she rubbed her pussy a few times after sneaking a look at me i the shower amazed at how my cock hung down, tonight it wasnt hanging. She got on her knees and unzipped my trousers reaching in and pulling my cock out, she slowly kissed and licked the head.I helped her off her knees as I told her to bend over the bed, I lifted her skirt to see a little G string.