He really wasn’t that great looking, but just…sexy. He just exuded sex. His lopsided grin as he looked at me. I pulled the towel across me at w...ich point he exploded with laughter. “Don’t give me that coy act, girlie, after you’ve been screaming, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, for the last hour.” His high pitched girlie voice imitation made me laugh with a bit of embarrassment. He did have a point. I toweled my hair and turned on the drier. He just leaned in the doorway and casually studied. When he thought of his life with her, he was amazed that he had never really understood her, and was so easily deceived. He was forty two years old, and his personal life was at ground zero; starting all over again.It took Bill a long time to come to terms with what Marion had done to their marriage. He was at a loss to understand how she could have turned so cold and calculating in such a short period of time. He finally decided to take Vera's advice and visited a psychiatrist; Dr. Jack. I t-bagged her for a few minutes. The warm feeling on my balls! I have missed this feeling! I had her take good care of my shaft and balls for a few minutes. I really need this! "Open up"! I commanded, "let's pump that mouth some more and feed it my load"! I fucked her face this way for a few minutes. She really did a great job! This was by far the best blow job I have ever had! She never complained, asked me to slow down, she did push away from time to time so she could catch her breath but. Now I let my tongue slowly slid up his shaft, savoring the sour flavor before I reached the tip and sucked it into my mouth. But… groaned Frank, what if you transform back…before we finish? Thats really up to you, I winked at him. I never did all the things you wanted before the change. Let me enjoy them. Yes, he grinned at me. His hand ran through my red hair. My lips sealed around the crown of his dick. I swirled my tongue around the tip. His hips bucked. He let out a low, throaty moan. I.