. and he tells me, 'No thank you... I'm not having any!' I wonder more and more maybe he is some kind of a closet queen!Her husband was there, big and...jovial; he knew something had gone amiss. It was confirmed when Vivian looked up at him, her eyes miserable in defeat, and said, "Harry, darling... could I beg off... for the rest of the day? I'm getting one of those sick headaches... and... I'd just be an awful wet blanket... for everybody else..." Why... of course, Vivian... if you're not. “Go back to sleep. I’m sorry I woke you.”“What’s wrong?”You just kept rubbing me, and kept crying, and I noticed something else. A sound I’d never heard before, but would become familiar with. “TickTickTick” is what it sounded like – a fast watch ticking in the middle of the night. I listened to the sound and tried to see your face through the darkness.“I’m so sorry.” I heard you whisper.“Why?” I whispered, almost afraid of the answer.You didn’t answer. You just touched me. Your hands getting. Look at yourself, you make a really nice woman." I don't know how I should take that." Take it as a compliment, my dear Jane."It was time to get ready. We both showered and Janet suggested I re-applied my make-up. This time I did most of it myself under Janet's guidance and again, I was seeing my female side dominating when I looked at myself in the mirror.I was really getting into my new role as Jane and I felt there was no going back, although it was still early days. My next thought was what. "Oh god, daddy make cum." I slammed into her as hard as I could causing her to moan even louder and she started to pant. "I'm cumming, cumming, harder, harder" she pleaded. I felt her vagina walls grasp my cock almost to the point where I couldn't slide out and she came as hard as any woman I ever had. I spanked her a few more times and she just came in wave after wave. I then laid her on her back and dove into her soaking wet pussy, sucking all her cum and juices out and rubbing my face into.