There was indeed a connection…a spark between us. I didn’t feel any sexual urges towards him…its just that I wanted to keep talking with him…s...end time in his company…listening to his laughs.. Was I in love? I don’t know… probably…it was definitely a strong infatuation. He was talking to me properly…intent on what I was saying…he considered me like his equal. He too confided in me… he was single…had been in one serious relationship before and it ended up. He was very classy, sophisticated, well. He asked me to raise up my ass. He then wrapped his hand around my hard cock,while his other hand stroked my breast. I moaned loudly. “Do you like this massage”? I said sure and moaned again .He was dry humping my ass while I was pushing my ass back onto his cock. . He turned me over and removed his nightgown. I saw his 7 inch hard on. I was attracted.It was long thick & handsome. He looked at my 5.5 inches and said, ” What a cutie. Pink and white.. After several wonderfully, pleasurable minutes of cumming over and over, our orgasms slowly ceased and our juices barely trickled out of our orifices. He laid down over the top of me, his slightly hard, throbbing dick, still inside my throbbing pussy as my orgasms continued lightly a few minutes longer. As I felt each little wave well up, I squeezed his dick with my pussy, pushing out what little cum was left. Slowly, my orgasms stopped and my legs relaxed to the side of my body, exhausted,. . " Me, too. We both have two sets of memories for everything to do withJake..." ...and Philip. My two sets go all the way back to Day One." Well, concentrate on the 'Paula' memories. Those are the only onesanyone else has."We paused, expecting our son to call for assistance."One thing I don't get..." Why didn't I think of this first, instead of just trying to changeJake?" Yeah. You must've known I wanted, more than anything, to be trulyfemale." Because, as far as I was concerned, you were a.