Then again, most of the wemon where dressed like sluts, but still, it was stange. he shook it off and sat down on a bar stool opposit the young asian ...omen. she drank her whiskey and looked at him. "hello. my names li." she said in a voice that could make love to a man from across the room. she was seriously sexy. " names jason." he said" nice to meet you. you know, your the only women who doesnt look like a total bimbo in this whole damn bar. this place dont much seem like your kinda place.. I'm tempted to move with you so my finger no longer slide in and out of you but allow you to move for now. You almost ride my fingers, nearly getting carried away by the emotion of it. I feel how you let yourself go and sync my fingers with your movement. They no longer slide in and out of you, I keep still until you calm down.You slowly settle again, your breathing becoming almost normal, you blush. I 'shock' you with my fingers, arcing them so you feel me sliding in and rubbing you inside at. She tasted incredible, like nectar, as my tongue licked her pussy entrance. With my teeth I slowly pulled her knickers out from inside her tight hole and then returned to her clit, licking hard with my tongue in a side to side motion. She really did taste delicious. Hannah gripped the back of my head, pushing my face into herself and held me there. I had no choice but to continue eating her delicious pussy. I reached up and holding her behind her knees, pushed her legs upwards, which lifted her. Whenever I was her, I felt right and whole. Whenever I see her in the mirror or a photo, I know she is me.And I am so glad, so very glad, I embraced myself by embracing her. Jennifer started out shy and timid – uncertain of herself and how others saw her. Not quite sure she was attractive or desirable. She began life with a pink and white wardrobe and long skirts which suggested virginal purity but did not truly reflect who she was.The first boyfriends and lovers helped end that phase. I.