Luckily today she had thought to lock the door.“Oh my God. Mmmmm Miss Greene,” Adam whispered. His head was tilted back in pleasure as she started...rubbing his shaft, licking the tip of him, slowly taking in more and more of him. Soon she was taking him as deep as she could, twirling her tongue along the base.“Holy fuck. I never thought anything could feel so good.” Adam reached down and fondled her breasts through her dress, pulling them out so he could feel her nipples. He began thrusting at. “Aw yeah, little girl, put it on Daddy,” the fifty four year-old Texan moaned in his thick southern accent, gritting his teeth loving every minute of me twisting the chains. Placing one leg over his shoulder and the other behind me at his side, I damn near did the splits. I bounced on his eight-inch cock like I had trained for a rodeo. Jumping up and coming down hard, he grimaced, jerked and kept gritting, giving it right back to me. When they asked me for oral, I said only if I could fuck him. I was an ugly woman, of course. When people looked atme, they saw a very mannish woman and I had gotten more than a few stares.But since the thing that truly distinguishes a woman from a man in her sexorgans, I was a woman. But I still didn't feel like a woman. After all, Ididn't have breasts or wide hips. I had hairy legs, a bit of a stubble,and bad breath.Melinda had fixed all that. I had to admit one thing, I felt like Ibelonged in the women's bathroom now.The door opened again and a woman. ‘May we enjoy a long life of love beginning from this day forward.’ ‘To us,’ Madeleine whispered. We drank, then she came to me, still in her white wedding gown. We kissed, and this time there was a hunger there that was palpable. We had always kissed with passion, but this was more. Our tongues jousted leisurely and our arms were wrapped tightly around each other as if we could preserve the moment just by willing it. There was a fire in her eyes when we finally came up for air. My penis was.