This means that when you grab my head to force your cock down my throat (please don't do that) it may slip or worse come off. If this happens there is...a really good chance you will see me instantly turned off and curled up in a ball on the floor crying. The illusion of being female isn't just for you, it's more for me. I was born this way, the overwhelming and all consuming need to be her. If the wig comes off my world shatters, all of a sudden that guy I see in a mirror and hate the look of is. After he paid the woman, she turned to Delilah. ‘Can I get you any…’ she began. ‘No,’ Delilah interrupted. Ruffled, the waitress turned to other customers. Delilah gazed across the street. ‘When do we go?’ ‘Five minutes,’ Gavin responded. ‘Did you get that damn hover car working properly?’ Delilah asked. ‘Of course. I’m an excellent mechanic,’ Gavin answered sarcastically. ‘Rather, did Craig get it running?’ Delilah added, mentioning the third member of their gang. ‘Yes,’ Gavin admitted. ‘And. " she said."Can you file these for me, please." he said. "I'm in the middle of an interview and I don't want to leave it unattended." Certainly. I'd be happy to. Good luck with the interviewee."My heart was again racing as the realization sank in that she knew where I was and what was being done to me and all she said was 'good luck'! As the man on my face moved I was able to look up at the ceiling past his round ass. I remembered the email he said I would be eating his ass too. I didn't. Leah and I talked more n more often. During this time I was dating Chia, my wife, girlfriend at the time. Leah and I became close like peanut butter and jelly and we had a lot in common. Same thing with Chia as well. These two women were so similar that I couldn’t get them off my mind. Except that Leah had bigger tits and ass. Now they’re both thick, and that’s what I loved about them, especially Leah. We often talked about her ex, and about how they had sex and everything. Then one day, I went.