This discussion lasted all morning with Sarahand I crying at times, laughing and even feeling sorry for what wehad been through. After determining tha... my body had been chemicallycastrated and that I would never father a child, it was agreed byeveryone, even Sarah, that I remain a woman with a little extrabetween her legs. Surgery could repair some of the changes butbasically I was one hot woman, even if I do say that for myself. Injust three short weeks I went from being an insecure male. "Are you sure you want to do this, Morgan?" Oh, just for about two years now, yes, I know exactly what I want to do," and she bent over and I felt her warm wet lips slip over the head of my dick and begin to suck.It almost made me dizzy, it felt so good. The only thing sexual I'd ever done was to jack-off and, sure, it felt nice, even sometimes, it felt pretty wonderful but this, oh, man, this was way better than jacking-off.She was looking up at me as she sucked, smiling, knowing how good she. As I was examining them, the door opened and a young woman grabbed a box. She seemed a little startled to see me."I'm sorry," I said, " I was just about to conclude someone was moving in." That's me," she said."I live over here," I said, pointing to my door. "My manners are gone," I stammered. "My name is Jeff. May I give you a hand?"She hesitated, and then, "Okay, sure. This one's going to be a beast," she said, pointing to the largest of them.At that moment, my door opened behind us. Bonnie. She told me there were some bags in the car and asked if I'd get them. I walked out and it looked like she had bought out the store. I grabbed the bags and took them into the kitchen.Tamara was already looking through the cabinets for the bowls and pans she needed. I asked her if she was finding everything and she said yes, as she began slicing, dicing, and preparing.I walked up behind her. I reached my arms through hers and gently cupped her breasts while kissing her neck."Unless you want me.