The following morning came and I pounced out of bed probably more excited than 3 juvenile boys waking up to the best Christmas ever with a memory that...came complete and downloaded with any and every stash of porn I ever owned. Every position, contraption,and scenario I could observe whilst my eyes slightly closed while scanning my memory in search for any and all naughty and nasty acts I would want to submit my lovely wife to almost seemed to come at will. I started to feel overwhelmed with all. She throws her head back in bliss as he does. Her fingernails clutch his shoulders drawing blood to the surface.He bites and sucks, leaving marks of his own. Never has he known such primal lust and he revels in it. She seems to ooze down onto the floor from on his lap to lewdlycaress this man's mahogany hard cock. She rubs her face all over the front like a cougar in rut then viciously bites open the zipper with her powerful mouth. He groans as she tears away his silken boxers.Exposed to the. Then seniors told me to standing in front of us. Then they ask our names and all details of us then we are told all our details. Then one senior girl asks us tell me yours sizes, then no one give response, then those said why are you feel shy. We are all also girls and no boys are there now so tell me your sizes, then also no one is response. Then one girl standup with some angry and says so we are not told, ok then remove your tops and show your bra then I see your bra sizes. Then we are all. She was a lesbian and shehated guys, because of the fact a lot of times she dressed up to go tothe pub, some random old pervert wanted 'a quiet word' with her whichalways meant he was going to say he was a closet cross-dresser orhomosexual.Even the gender specialist at the hospital was a bit thick too. He hadasked Clare Nicole if she liked guys and she said no and his response wasbasically he didn't understand why she'd want a male to female sex changeif she didn't want to fuck guys.In fact,.