She asked me whether I was a professional masseur for which I nodded affirmative and she asked whether I can help her in selection. I walked with her ...nd selected sweet almond oil with the essential addition of jasmine and small portion of sandal. She felt very happy with my selections and we greeted each other and that’s how I came to know her name was Sandhya.She is aged mid 30’s with mind-blowing body structure, big boobs a sexy curvy figure with a great ass just a right bulge to make any. Of course she could lick thebowl.There are other issues as well. It is the fact that evenwith HRT and SRS it is only the best that modern medicinecan do. Even then I am still not genetically female. Thereis no way I will ever give birth. The view in the mirror isstill too masculine. I don?t know if I could ever get ridor my beard or the rug that covers my body. I am too tall.My voice is too deep. The hair where I need it is missing.I need to put makeup and look pretty, not like someone whois. That incredible body of hers melted against his as they kissed each other with an unlimited desire until he felt himself slipping away and she faded from his world once again for the time being. When he opened his eyes Jamie found that he was looking up at the ceiling. He felt a little deflated for a few moments at Allison’s absence until he regained his senses. Then he realised he was still sandwiched between two gorgeous sleeping women and couldn’t help but smile to himself. Blinking a few. It was followed up by her lips closing over the crown of my now rather red and very willing cock. Katie swirled her tongue round and then gently took all me in as she dipped her head, her fingers cupping and caressing my rapidly tightening balls.I said that if the onslaught continued the inevitable would happen and ‘lunch’ would be early. She paused to say, ‘Goody!’ As she continued. Older I may be, dead I am not. I held her head as she happily bobbed toward the inevitable ending. Again I said.