I started to suck him but he wanted me to take more in I could feel myself gagging as he touch the back of my throat and there was still more to go I ...ecided to push further and allow it to go down my throat?Oh god I felt his cock pulsate in my throat as gagged trying to suck him.I was glad when he took it out and said?Im ready to fuck that pussy.I then got on top of him guided his cock to my pussy lips how I going to fit monster into my pussy goodness knows.Then I slowly pressed down he was so. About five months I should say. Do you want me to check youover?"Now came the crunch."No. Not yet, there are no complications."Then Jack gasped as he remembered."Oh my God! But, you're a transsexual! You can't have babies; - canyou?" he added as uncertainty crossed his mind.I nodded nervously as I replied."Well- Yes, sort of." What d'you mean!" It's a private thing. It's nothing to do with you. It's all about theexperiments in Africa."He sensed I was reluctant and studied my concernedly."Don't. " Being one sex or the other has nothing to do with it. But having sex has everything to do with it. I learned early on that a messy apartment repulsed most women. I kept it spotless so that it wasn't a turn-off for my dates. It seemed to work. Anyway, I just got in the habit and can't live in a mess now. Cleaning this place was one of the first things that I did when I moved in. I have Carol clean each day now. We have concentrated on one area each day for intensive work, and maintenance. He was also very excited that I was a bottom that liked to be submissive and take the passive roll.We had talked about different things but both knew that there would have to be some chemistry before anything actually happened. Inside I spotted a fellow sitting alone dressed as he said he would be. I walked slowly over to him and he stood up and greeted me and I sat down. He was a very nice man, pleasant and relaxing to talk to. As we chatted I realized that if he felt the same as I did, we.