Mrs Beale got into bed beside her, and removed all of her own clothes, being careful not to bump Dee's leg, while preserving the modesty of both of th...m.Mrs Beale carefully spooned herself against Dee's broken thigh, and held her around the middle."Easy, Dee, easy..." whispered Mrs Beale, her face close to Dee's own.Mrs Beale's arm was comforting, and her legs twined around Dee's calves. Around her thigh, Dee did not feel skin against herself, but a strange presence. It quickly warmed her, and. “Beautiful,” she says finally. “More than that but beautiful is all I’ve got right now.”You nod, pull her up next to you and take it in together. You don’t let go of her hand though, liking the way it fits in yours, the slow thrum of heat you can feel echoed in hers. She leans in to you, her fingers tightening on yours. “Thank you,” she says.“For showing this to me. Sharing it with me. I’ll never forget it.” You glance down at her and find her looking up at you. Find yourself drowning in the. I see he is very feminine and that gets me hot.We talk for a bit then he asked me if he can have a beer I said sure,we drink a beer and I then ask if he would like to come over he says sure.We get to my place he gets in my van and says lets just sit and drink a few beers,hell I was cool with that.I told him he looked damn hot dressed in those shorts he tells me he gets the urge to go out late at night dressed as girly as he can.He just hit me right so I ask him if he would like to be my girly. I imagined my hands on her, touching her, and kissing her, and ultimately making love to her. At that point, I lost it, I erupted, I shot a thick load of cum onto the shower floor.I don’t remember the last time I had cum like that. In my former life, it got to the point that I simply didn’t care about sex anymore. It was over too soon, or it never started, I lost the sensations due to poor health. I would cum in small quantities if at all. It got to the point that I simply didn’t care about sex.