She was a lot more friendly. She wanted to go back to her place. I said, ‘sure.” Ian gave me a little smile, not one of condescension, but one tha... told me he was entrusting me with something. ‘I never felt bad about being with her,’ Ian said. ‘Sure, society says I should have been. I was a married man, after all. In sixteen years, I never stepped out on my wife. Not once. Other men in my circle, within two, three years . . . they all had mistresses. It was just . . . part of life. Part of our. I eased in, my thick meat parting her tight vaginal walls, drenching my cock with her copious amount of juices. She let out a loud moan arching her back and pushing herself further into me. She was so tight I suspected she hadn't been fucked since splitting with my father. By this point 4 of my 8 inches were in my mom. I watched her face and she groaned in pleasure. "Oh son, you dick is so thick. I need you in me further" With this she continued to push her ass back into me hoping to consume. I thought you would, that’s why I pulled it so high into my pussy. How would you like it if I whore this to gym for my yoga class. Very sexy babe, you will give your instructor a boner of note and they girls will kill you for getting all the attention. She pulls on a spandex top, stretching over her large tits. Her nipples are immediately stimulated and hard. I can see your very sexy nipples through that babe, that’s the point honey. Take a few photos, for me please she asked. I took out my. "She grouched, "You're being foolish." Maybe so, by your lights, but by mine I'm just doing what I need to." Why anyone would need to be a girl..." It's not like I have a choice. I was born this way, and it's either become on the outside what I have always been on the inside, or die." I guess I don't want you to die," she admitted grudgingly. "But I still don't like your becoming a girl." You don't have to; I won't ask that. But please, let me be me."- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -.