"Ohhh! Yes! Lick that pussy, Simone!"My eyes were closed and my hands were behind her head trying to push her inside my love. She lightly nibbled my c...it then quickly started fucking my tight little hole with her long and talented tongue. That was all I needed. "Yes!! Fuckkkkk! I'm cumming! Oooh baby! Yes. Swallow it, baby!"When I gained control of my body after my orgasm, I pulled Simone on top of me and we kissed. I quickly pinned her down and removed her clothes. In that instant, I NEEDED to. To solve it, I have been making alternative arrangements. I keep Harold caged and only make use of him at such times as I have already bedded another. My technique is such that Harold’s sperm has no chance of fertilising but without his suspecting. He is grateful enough to be able to come! He has no idea that he will not be the father of another child of mine but two boys are more than enough! Anyway, it seems from my reading that my attempt a month ago was successful. Harold will only recall. He stared at her expectantly. Hoping that it would make sense, hoping that some part of her would understand that he wasn’t the monster that she had thought she was. He wasn’t sure why he wanted this understanding from her, but it was suddenly very important. The silence lasted for a few minutes, and then she broke it by asking if he could take her back to the bathroom so that she could take a shower. He carried her again to the bathroom, and made sure that she was okay before he left the room.. The conversation brought me back to my own youth, to those late nights when we would gather in someone's basement and explore the ultimate meaning of the universe and probe Truth And Beauty endlessly. There was a subtle change in attitude as Kate, one that let the differences in our ages melt away. Julia was a wonderful young woman who had a great deal of empathy and was truly interested in how I felt and why I wanted to dress as a woman.The thrust of our conversation was slightly different.