He became a bitembarrassed that he was looking at some woman's clothing, and pissed thatall of that work was for a bunch of women's clothes.He got bac... into bed, wondering about the woman who left the clothes inthere. Was it intentional, because she thought this would be a good placeto dump her current wardrobe and start over? Or did she figure some otherwoman would like some of the clothes and take them in an anonymous hand-me-down thing? Maybe she simply forgot them? These thoughts ran. The pounding began again as she was pushed against me.Soon there was a moan from the other cubicle, the guywas spunking into my wife as I held her. Mary too camea second time and slumped to her knees, as she movedform the wall I was able to see the still stiff prickof the stranger, a thread of cum hanging form his dick. I helped Mary to her feet, she seemed stunned, her faceand chest still red with her orgasm she stood eyesclosed breathing hard and erratically. Her legs wereslightly apart, I. " Different how Brianna?" The taste of it was slightly more of a sweet taste than a musky one,almost tainted in a way." Sweet? Ugh! Brianna do you know what this means?" Uh no not really." It means that we can't make him into a Randi. He was already becomingfemale, you just supercharged the process. When you take the male essencefrom someone who is transitioning you can't give them the full mind wipeto make them a brainless bimbo. They can only become one of us," Aksanaexplained."You see. But other times I see her struggling and suffering, and it hurts me terribly." Well, that's why we have to speed things up!" In a joke only appreciated by herself, she increased her pace, racing her fingers faster up and down his shaft. "She has to throw away those silly hang-ups her parents and their church put in her head that make her feel so guilty and anguished. We need to work together to get her over that stuff as soon as possible. Then everything will be glorious and nothing but fun for.