There was a iron ladder on the terrace that lead upwards to the water tank, inclined to the ground. I placed her on that slanting and continued kissin....My hand reached down and I fingered her pussy from above her pajamas. She started tucking at my jeans buttons. I removed my jeans and stood before her all naked. She looked at my 7-inch cock with mouth wide open and started stroking it. Her strokes were very strong and deep.Then, she told me to lean on the ladder such that my dick protruded from. When I felt a sudden surge of warm juices I looked up seeing her eyes closed and her mouth open gasping for air.She was cumming I thought then started sucking hard on her hole causing her hips to press up tight against my mouth.Finally I felt her relax the grip she had on my head and her hips against my mouth I looked up again seeing her smile. After a couple of licks up between the folds of her pussy I backed away drawing her jeans off .”Shit you are awesome” she said sitting up kissing me. My dick was covered from view by the cloth. Then he pulled the cloth tightly and tucked it behind me, forming a sort of covering for my private parts. The thin cotton was lodged between my ass cheeks.I was asked to sit on a stool. He had already heated the oil. Now, he dipped his fingers into the bowl and started on the massage. First, he massaged my head, then my shoulders. I have to admit, it felt good after a tiring week of traveling and work. I just sat there and enjoyed his strong hands. They gave me a bodysuit with nanites thatused my sperm as a catalyst to begin my transition, when my first loverand husband to be Jonathan Taylor and I copulated, his seed completedme. Yes, thanks to the sorority, I am a happily married woman.Yes, he is the news anchor for K.A.T.L. in Milwaukee Wisconsin. Too bad,being the Cheesehead that you are, you will never meet him. We are happytogether, and he is the father of our son. We have named him after youbecause for all of my anger and hatred, I.