She squeezes you tighter as finger her pussy. You let go, gazing a moment at her pretty open mouth, pouting at the loss of your touch. Leaning down, y...u smother her lips with yours, tasting her hot breath and licking at the ridges of her teeth. She leans into you, her wiry pubes brushing against your glans. Your cock pulses, rearing in anticipation. You manoeuvre her over to the sink, come to a stop as your knuckles strike the porcelain. She is laughing. You let go her ass and push her by the. THE WEDDING MORNINGI woke up early, a smile already on my face as I knew this was my weddingday. I had slept fitfully during the night as I had thought and dreamt ofmy life up to this time. I thought of my wife Sally, who tragically diedduring the storm before the yacht crashed onto the rocks. How differentmy life would have been had she survived. I would not be a woman now! Orwould I? I didn't think so, as I hadn't shown any tendancy to crossdressor act like a woman prior to Henry tricking me. ''Yeah babe, ask Aunt Maria to do it... okay?'' I smiled, kissing him on the forehead and patting his bum as he walked away. ** ----- ** It was a warm autumn evening. Billy had picked me up to go for a drive on his Kawasaki motorbike and as per usual we ended up at The Point, our favourite place. This particular night he seemed preoccupied, distracted and out of sorts. We were sitting on the bench looking out over the village, watching the world go by. ''What's wrong babes?'' I asked. All registration I tongued my split lip. It hurt like shit, but it distracted me from more complex pain.The morning was hell. Maxie winced whenever he tried to use his left hand and I felt an echoing pain in my gut when I thought of it as my doing. Rumours and whispers abounded around us, about why and how we had both gotten beaten up in the same evening. I had a headache that made me want to lie down in a dark room and I could tell that Maxie felt the same. But I avoided looking at him.Now.