Theydress and live as a woman, or man, full time. I have lived as a womanfor over ten years with no problems, so I can say that I have passed myreal l...fe test." But you have no intension of changing sex?" No, I just like dressing as a woman. I am, to use what I think is acrude term, a she-male. A man with breasts and a penis. As I have said,I wear a special gaffe that not only hides my genitalia, but also makesit look like I have a vagina. And before you ask, yes I can have'vaginal' sex." I. "'It does cause me pleasure'...what"?I was uncertain what she meant, but then it dawned on me. "Oh! I'm so sorry, I meant, it does cause me pleasure, yes, Princess". "Better. Now...shouldn't we want the things that cause us pleasure? Would it cause you pleasure if I asked you to do some of my unpleasant homework in the future, for example"?"yes, Princess". It felt weird to use that term, on one hand, but so right to use it on another. "Would you like for me to do some of your homework"?"I. He pushed in deep, he didn’t stop until he had made her gag and the head of his cock began to plug her throat. She couldn’t move to dislodge it, his hands held her pinned.He loved fucking her mouth, enjoying when he pulled his cock all the way out, but her mouth stayed open, knowing she would have to be available to him whenever he wanted her. When his cock was free, she gasped for air, but the second his cock touched her lips, her mouth opened wide and her neck straightened out as if making it. The girl is named Candy, a buxom blond, and the boy is Donald, also blondish and good looking. They had graduated high school two years before and I had not seen much of them. But here they were, fucking like bunnies in the woods. There were a few things that surprised me about this situation. One, I did not know they were a couple. Two, Candy is from a conservative Catholic family, and lastly, I had always assume Donald was Gay. He is a pretty, bit effeminate, and sensitive in that way that.