I picked out all new furniture and surprised myself when I realized how feminine it was.I bought a brand new wardrobe, with Sharon's help, too. I wasn...t really at ease with some of Sharon's choices, but I let Sharon have her way figuring that she had been a woman longer than I was and knew what she was doing.I also got rid of that old clunker I'd been driving and bought myself the cutest Volkswagen Beetle you ever saw!Then, one day, Sharon asked if I was doing anything important that Friday. She was so weak, she hardly struggled. ‘Okay if I take the pins off and have a taste?’ ‘Sure. Maybe we all need a taste. Ya know, kinda a little break. Whatta ya guys think?’ Carl’s speech was so garbled, it was hard to understand him. When Steve and Paul answered, their speech wasn’t much better. No one noticed Jon wasn’t that drunk. Jon also saw that they could barely walk straight. It was getting late and he didn’t think they would last much longer. At least, he hoped they wouldn’t. There. The die was cast. I waited staring at the screen, willing it to light up with another message. I felt in hell as I waited and waited. It seemed to take forever before Lisa’s short reply finally arrived.‘Thanks for letting me do this darling. Remember it’s only you I love. L xx’And that was the last communication I received from Lisa. However, as much as I willed my phone to light up again, it stayed blank. A permanent taunt and reminder that Lisa’s focus was now not on me, but on someone else. “You taste so good,” she said smiling with her deep panting. She drove back down to the base of my cock and proceeded to pull in and out sucking hard. I took hold of her head with my hands, my finger running through her wet hair, and I began pushing her harder and harder. I tried to throat fuck my girlfriend once without thinking and she immediately stopped, angry at me, but Melissa looked like she loved it. She kept going harder and harder the tip of my cock sliding down her throat made her.