"Oh James!" I cry out, fucking him. My body is moving quickly as he grabs my hips and helps me to ride him. "Fuck! Your so damn tight. I love your pus...y baby," he says, looking into my eyes with flaming desire. I look him the eyes and flip my hair, trying to be as sexy as I can. I start to slow down and begin moving slowly, teasing him. His face twists with pleasure as I gently rock on top of him. It feels absolutely perfect. His cock deep in me, I continue driving him totally crazy. I lean. The went to her mother and back, after few seconds mother came and requested if her son could sit on the window sit. I agreed as there was nothing to watch on the expressway and I was already feeling sleepy. I can’t remember when did I slept but after few minute I waked up I sleep a dogs sleep a single movement can wake me up. I saw the girl was sleeping and accidentally she kept her hand on my thighs. Oh I forgot (Rules made by writer) to describe the girl. She was about 17 years the figure I. BUT BACK IN MY DAY WE DID NOT HAVE THAT OPTION I WAS LUCKY IN THAT I HAD GIRLS WHO SAW I LIKED BEING FEM AND HELPED ME ALONG THE WAY I KEPT ON TAKING THE FEMALE HOMONES AND I WAS GETTING MORE FEM AS THE WEEKS WENT BY MY PARENTS WERE STARTING TO WORRY SO THEY TOOK ME TO THE DOCTOR THE LOOKS I GOT IN THE WAITING ROOM WERE ANGER I WENT INTO THE EXAM ROOM THE DOCTORS NURSE TOLD ME TO STRIP DOWN AND PUT ONE A GOWN IT WAS THEN SHE SAW I WAS WEARING A BRA AND PANTIES SHE WAS PUZZLED AND ASKED ME BOY. " "Anything in particular?" asked the shopkeeper. "Something for my wife. We don't really get on anymore. Sandra andI haven't even shared a bed for several months." Josh stopped and frowned."Why am I telling you this?" The old man smiled. "Because I can help you. Follow me." The manled Josh to one side of the shop. He picked up a plain cardboard box.Opening it he produced a small palm-sized, black plastic box. One endhad some kind of grill and on top there was a big, red button. "What's that.