I also was doing the necessary things like; keeping my hair longer and nicely cut, doing my nails and remaining hairless. Removing, shaving and waxing...when it was needed. You don’t really realize what women go through until you try to be one! Of course this also meant that, on most days, my time for getting ready was shorter. Part of this was because of my past relationship with Jack.I had also added to and upgraded my nicer things for social occasions. I had a selection of everything to fit my. Everything we put in boxes was accompanied by a tear. When I looked into her eyes I saw desperation ... maybe fear. Now she was leaving. Leaving."Son, we'd better go now, too," Dad said with his hand on my shoulder. We were just one of the many families who had come to give the Gordons a tearful send-off. Tears weren't all. They were streaming down my cheeks and I couldn't breathe. I kept taking short little gasps of air, not able to get enough air to fill my lungs. My whole body was trembling.. Dark-chocolate skin, slim figure, kewpie-doll's face, curly hair. I was sitting on the couch waiting for Anita to return, making chit-chat w/ the girls about what they were up to, future plans now that both were out of school and working, and such like. Lanisha went bouncing down the hall and turned into the kitchen on the other side of a partition that divided the living room from the kitchen (the top of the partition acting as a counter-top) and cheerfully asked if anyone wanted a drink.Two. I took my hard, huge thick cock into my hands and aimed it at her pussy. It lurched violently. She was suitably amazed and impressed every time. " My eyes gleaming. Is this what your cunt is needin?" She couldn't answer. The sight of my rigid pulsing flesh rising straight up from my hairy loins aimed at her unprotected pussy made her almost faint with desire every time. Uncontrollably, She begins rotating her butt in wanton little circles on the mattress. Involuntarily her hand darted to her.