But inevitably the unquenchable need to be Jennifer always came back, and it would come back stronger and quicker each time I tried to deny her.Truth ...e told, I am glad I attempted to get rid of Jennifer. Because my failure to do so has affirmed that she is who I am and who I was meant to be. The fact that my desire to be a woman would never go away, but had become instinctual helped prove to me that I was never truly a Jeff, but always a Jenn. She wasn’t a fetish or some deviation on being. Oh, I want to lay across that so bad, I think, hurrying over to it.The width of the horizontal lying trunk is, like, waist-high to me, so it takes a bit of effort to climb up on it. As I kneel against the damp, fuzzy carpet of moss, I hike up my skirt then straddle it like a horse.After removing my backpack and dropping it onto the ground, I lean forward and lay belly down on the fallen tree, resting my cheek against the soft layer of spongy leaves as my arms wrap around the log. I don’t know. Ken had moved up and with his cock he was rubbing the side of her face. I could see there was traces of his cum on her cheek so I got on my knees letting him push it into her mouth. Now I know my wife gives great blow jobs yet I have never seen her suck a cum coated cock. Maybe it was the heat of passion or maybe because she liked having me fuck her, While she sucked him hard again she didn’t mind having some cum in her mouth. Watching his cock sliding in and out of her mouth from this angle. ”JR just nodded her head. “Thank you for telling me.” After a long pause, she said, “Did they film one in here?”“They did; several in fact. I was in one. Mike was trying to stress the idea that people living in trailer parks were not necessarily people of low moral character; they could be loving as well as live there. Of course, they could also be very horny and fuck like bunnies inside and outside their mobile home.” He gestured to the camera and lighting equipment.JR asked in a very even.