She eyes widened as the head entered her outstretched pussy. She was tighter than anyone I had been with. I think it was good for her that she was on ...op so she could set her own pace. Soon my entire length entered her and we were in sync with our hip movements.She was jumping and moaning like a bitch while I was matching her rhythm with thrusts from below. The entire room was filled with just her moans and our thuds. I knew I was close to an orgasm but I didn’t want to cum now. I stopped her. I love you, but I don’t see how you could love me. I had a surgical castration done to make sure that my hormone levels would match who I am on the inside. After all, a woman with five o’clock shadow is likely to gather unwanted notice.’ She looked very sad at this point. I had to speak, but I had tears in my eyes and running down my cheeks. I wasn’t sobbing but was quietly crying. ‘I’m sorry I’ve hurt you so much with this. I didn’t want to ruin our relationship. Maybe I’m not supposed to fall. After looking at several veils, I selected one that would have a circle of satin roses and a finger tip blusher. I was ecstatic. One last item that I purchased that day was my trousseau for the honeymoon. Every bride wants to look radiant, not only for the wedding but also in bed that evening after the ceremony as well. I selected three negligees, all in virginal white satin (of course). Each had a sheer peignoir that slipped over the nightgown and tied daintily at the neck with a satin ribbon.. My horniness was in high gear. I really wanted to go home and use my vibrator to finish off.Now Greg had me get into some things he had picked out. I hesitated because they showed more than I had intended, for photographs. His smooth talking and compliments persuaded me to go ahead and try them on. He had quite a few outfits, if that is what you would have called the small little revealing things he laid out for me. Greg kept talking to me in a steady complimentary patter."Oh Sue, you are so.