" I understand, but I have to ask, were you trying to please yourself a few minutes ago. I saw you rubbing your crotch, were you trying to get yoursel... off, Stan?"He slanted his head down and turned his head out the window."I take that as a yes," I laughed. "Fuck, I'm so sorry I should not be laughing. That is so bitchy of me." No, it’s okay, Katrina, I'll be alright." Are you sure? I don't want you to think less of me now." I couldn't if I tried, I still feel awkward."I licked my lips for a. Her body was covered in sweat from our fuck section and her eyes were closed but her legs were open, I could see her pussy all swollen her pussy lips all puffy from all the fucking and you could make out a bit of my sperm starting to run out of her sweet pussy. I couldn’t help myself I wanted to touch it so I slipped a finger in between her pussy lips to get a small feel. She shot up like if someone had jabbed her with a cattle prod or hot iron. That also brought her back to reality and she. Frankie had never been fat. If anything, his 150 pound, 5 8" body alwaysseemed more boyish than manly. And now, with the laser hair removal and the hormones in his body, helooked so delicate and pretty. Lying there naked, she could see that hisnipples had doubled in size since he had started the estrogen. The flesharound his swollen nipples, the aureoles, had stretched and started toemphasize his chest budding with fatty tissue as breasts began to form.She kissed each nipple and then sucked. As I pull up beside him and wind down the passenger window I catch odd words like bitch…useless...shit“HEY” I shout over the music and rain, he looks up at me and jogs over to my car looking relieved, the rain dripping from his hair into his amazing eyes ‘wow’ I think smiling at him “Hi erm... do you need a lift?” I ask looking at him then around us “the garages are closed now until morning” I continue, looking at the clock on the dashboard “its 12:43, you won’t be able to call out anyone at.