“I like it,” Amelia admitted, “I love the feel of a solid member pressing and pulsating and the pleasure it affords the gentleman.” She lay b...ck and spread her legs wide before opening the lips to her womb to afford me a view right into her innards, “And I know just how desperate you are to stick your member deep inside me, but, John,” she said. “You may not, I forbid it!” and she laughed.My wench gently stroked my member. He was already weeping some lubricant. Amelia raised herself up and. What 'bout ya doc?" the mafia boss diverted the question to hispsychologist friend, Dr. Kenny Smith."This is all part of a life cycle. So there's no escaping it, unless somemiracle happens which will be extremely unlikely. Really a pleasure tohave met you nice gentlemen here," admitted Dr. Smith."Well, we're at the stage of, whatcha call that.... a-ac-acceptance, ritedoc? So might as well appreciate ma good friend for being such a goodcompany here for the last couple of years in this crappy. “I think he’s awake”My wife continued “I’ve always fantasized about lesbians”, both Catherina and Zoe giggled. Zoe shifted over to the couch I was lying on, she reached the end of the blankets and pulled them off me. “I think daddy has been fantasizing too mom”. My erection had pushed through the hole in my shorts, and it now stood proud for all to see. Zoe lowered her head, and gently brushed her lips against my cock, I felt it shudder, as her warm mouth opened and she enclosed her lips around. Even though I was a bit down about my row with Tony, I tried to go on as usual. The following Monday, after a night of constantly interrupted sleep, I got up and saw the large bag of clothes. Suddenly I felt a jolt of satisfaction. My days of denial were over. Wearing a complete girlish attire, I went to school and attended a full day of lectures without anyone noticing anything strange. The thrill of being able to live my usual life as this was wonderful. Still, there was something stinging me.