I held onto his hand and did not let go. The black guy moved closer and he kissed me full on the lips. His tongue was soon buried in my mouth. I could...feel this incredible bulge through his pants. His thick strong hands starting to rub my ass cheeks...He whispered in my ear: "Have you ever been with a black man before…?” "No…” I lied to him; getting wet as I recalled the huge black monster cocks I had fucked around during the last years…His pager went on. He looked down and said he would come. At least, she was OKwith removing my breast forms. But, I think I missed the jiggle while Iwalked. The most difficult part was to make my face look like a man.After several tries, my mom-in-law was able to make my face presentable.It was still on the androgynous side but we had a feeling it somewhatresembled my passport picture. However, the effort we put in bore fruitand I successfully got the visa stamped on my passport.On the 23rd day of my womanhood, my mom-in-law asked me to startinserting. "Sorry about that" Hannah said afterwards "Being the youngest of the family, she's always been a little more out there than the rest of us!" then she placed her hand on my semi hard cock and said "I just hope she hasn't hurt you too much!" No I'm fine" I replied cheerfully."I wasn't talking to you" grinned my girlfriend cheekily, before bending down and giving my cockhead a little kiss.Then she wandered off up stairs to carry on catching up with her sisters, and I quickly headed back outside. “That’s all you’re going to say? ‘I see?’” he barked back. “Doesn’t it occur to you to ask yourself ‘what does it mean for my wife?’ Huh?”I felt indignant that he asked me this question. How dare he imply that I didn’t care about what this meant for Kavita. I felt suddenly emboldened to stand up for myself. “Amir, with all due respect to you, I knew that Kavita was coming back to me. And I appreciate that you think you love her. I can’t deny what you may be feeling. Kavita is a precious woman,.