I’m a good looking guy fair in colour and a normal body features, I’m having a 6″ cock which is always want to fuck. Okay let we get into to the...story, when I was joining my first year in college, I saw a girl who was staring at me always. I know she is looking me but not having such courage to ask her. Days went one day I decited to talk to her, she started talking friendly and we exchanged our mobile numbers and we chat any time. Omg! I forget to tell about her, she is Sharmila, not a. I still remembered being a guy,but I also had the memories of the body which I was now in, Courtney. Myfamily and upbringing were the same but instead of being a boy, I had thememories of being a girl. That must have been how I knew the girls namein the other bed, the female memories inside of me had allowed me toanswer without thinking about it.Taking a closer look at my memories, I discovered who I now was,Courtney, 18 years old college freshman, star volleyball player, andjudging by what. This morning one of the servants snorted at me and mumbled something about pigs inside the house.”“We talked about that, Evie. If you can’t point out the servant, I can’t deal with them. But why are you two dead set on making a production of this? At least take the injections. Both of you. For me.”“It’s Deborah’s last wish. She wrote this up and got an ‘A’ at school for that assignment.”“As I said, why did she have to be so damned creative? I never for a moment worried that she might be. Linda was quick to pick up on this and eased off on the deep throat job she was performing on my dick. Letting my cock slip from her mouth she started to slowly lick my shaft, then my balls and inside of my thighs. After a few minutes of this she raised her head from the depths of my groin and kissing the tip of my cock whispered Dont want my milk boy to make an early delivery of his cream now, do we? Then it was as if something occurred to her, she sat up, shuffled round on the bed until she.