(Un lit, un couvert...intéressant; Le grand air me changera de mon petit bureau parisien.....ça consiste en quoi exactement? Je suis de la ville moi...;Je ne connais rien aux champs...Mais pourquoi pas...une semaine pour essayer....Le grand air me changera de mon petit bureau parisien.....Bien mon ami, Évangeline va vous montrer quoi faire....Une semaine de ce dur labour vous sera suffisant pour emporter bien des histoires à Paris...Je n'en crois pas mes oreilles! Mon père m'impose la. "Meneither," I softly whisper into his ear, as he starts to breathregularly and deeply.As my lover fell asleep holding me close against him, I let my thoughts wander.My story is pretty typical: boy dreams of being a girl, boy pays asurgeon a fee, boy becomes girl. It's just that these days thingsaren't quite as complicated as they used to be.I remember the first consult with my nanosurgeon. He tried to talk meout of my breasts, arguing that the fashion of the day was for slenderwillowy curves,. Meanwhile, I was busy pressing her boobs above her blouse. I felt she was not wearing the bra. I loosened her blouse hooks & started pressing her boobs more passionately. Myyyy myyyyyyy they were not so big but enough to fit in my palm, they were like smooth & buttery soft. Her kisses on my chest were increasing as I was increasing her boob massage. Her nipple was becoming hard. As I was tickling & playing with her nipples, she was becoming more & hornier. Seeing this, I took her 1 boob in my. Each time he delved a bit deeper in the soft folds, touching moist honeyed heat. Ava squirmed as the sensations began building deep inside her. She had no idea what was happening, but the feelings were sheer bliss to her. Mendoza skimmed her clit, sending violent pleasurable waves through Ava, she yelped and writhed beneath him. He lowered his head to kiss where he had been touching, it nearly sent Ava over the edge and she moaned loudly while breathing his name. She could feel a power build.