Ken: Do you need my help?Cindy: Actually, yes I do.We went out to her car and she started to hand me large case from the trunk.Ken: You sure have a...lot of stuff for a haircut?Cindy looked at me with a sly smile.Cindy: We need all this for your new look. I am going to do something special for you. I am sure you will like it.The thought just hit me that this additional stuff might be because of the picture I left inside. Did she see it? If she did, is she going to make me into a woman? . Up and Down. As she impales her wet pussy onto my begging tongue, slamming my lips and face, she matches it with my cock, pulling me still deeper into her mouth. With each blow on my hardened tongue, I can feel my cock slide deeper into her mouth, filling her as she coaxes me deeper into her throat. I hear her moan again, and know her climax is close... my hands grasp her hips ever tighter and with each stroke, I pull her deeper against my face, my tongue buried deep within her. Releasing my. Shattuck, spun around and looked at me, as if noticing me for the first time. She looked around me to see if there was anyone else in the room. There was not. She looked up at me and said, “Do that again, young man.” I did. Mrs. Shattuck began studying me closely. She looked at me over her glasses and through them. She studied my face carefully. I was far too tall at six foot three, and too thin at 195 pounds. On the other hand I have very light blonde hair, and a matching beard and mustache,. After the bikini I put on my little jean daisy duke shorts, the ones that let you see the bottom half of my ass. And a cute little tank top.then I pulled my hair back into a bun and walked down to the beach, witch was only about a block away.when I got there I was shocked to see that there were hardly anyone else there, but there was a cute guy there.so I set my towel down about fifty feet away, just enough for him to see me. I slowly peeled off my tank top and sure enough he was looking, I.