She was quite tall, slim and a very beautiful specimen of German womanhood. She smiled at him showing perfect white teeth."Guten Abend Herr Nash, ich ...in Frau Elizabeth von Epp"She was dressed in a fawn raincoat which was soaked by the almost constant rain. Her face was flushed, and her eyes sparkled in anger, obviously leading to her outburst at the unfortunate officer who had been on the receiving end.Taken by surprise, Tony bowed slightly, and taking her gloved hand he kissed it. She blushed. But I didn’t let it show and I walked out of that house for the last time as a virgin. I walked up to his car in my tight jeans and white t-shirt. I wasn’t going to dress up for this; I wanted it to be special but I didn’t want to have to struggle with clothes. We had wanted each other for quite some time and it was the first opportunity that we ever had to do this and we weren’t going to let this just slip away. We drove to his house having casual conversation. We didn’t try to avoid the topic. I was elated,but still scared. There really was no going back now and that made mecry. This was real, and my cries reminded me of a woman's and not aman's at all.The realization that I was shorter came from the lines on the side of themirror. When I saw that I was 5ft tall, I was exhilarated. I had missedthe height change completely, and that thrill momentarily wiped away theterror. As I stepped back and watched myself in the mirror, the hairgrew slowly, and the continuing feminization of. “Stacey, we have to stay quiet or mom will hear.” I whisper loudly out to her but she doesn’t reply. As I thrust a few more times into her, a few more loud moans escape her lips. I feel one of her hands leave my chest and I can just make out the silhouette of her hand now across her mouth. Her moans now muffled as I up my efforts. We now fuck in coordination as our bodies meet each other, slamming and thrusting. I manage to keep up my efforts for a little bit but it’s getting too much. I lay my.