“Oh yea! Oh, fucking yea!” Jeff growled. “Here it comes! Oooo baby, I'm gonna blast your ass!” “Give it to me, baby! Oh, please! Please! Cum...in my ass!” His body shuddered violently and I knew he was there. It seemed as if his cock doubled in girth and lengthened by at least five feet. I just knew that when he started cumming it was going to be coming out of my mouth but I didn't care just as long as he was satisfied. I doubted that I would achieve another orgasm but when I felt the heat of his. I spent themorning connecting spiritually with the incredible experience I was aboutto live. I had already bought my gaff from a website that specializes ingarments for late-blooming women like me, a very special model whose nameinspired me: The Man Eater. It had a pouch in which I could safely tuckmy trans clit (which I very strongly did not want to be conspicuous), andthe seams around the pubic area were so well-crafted that, when I triedit on the first time, I felt like a woman. Instantly.. He catches up with her in the orchard. His body calmer as she nips in and out of the apple trees, making it difficult for him to grab her. She is laughing so much that her voice is breaking as she teases and goads him. Her full breasts straining at the sheer blouse, her long legs skipping, foal like, in the knee high grass. Clouds of pollen follow in her wake and he seems to forget to be annoyed. He joins in. Hiding behind a big tree, he waits for her to appear, he’ll never catch her on speed,. Jesus.We ended up going to the Hilton (I paid, again) and we went upstairs and Sondra took off her leather jacket and leaned against the wall in her little Black Sabbath T-shirt while I stripped and knelt in front of her, dropping my wig on the floor.Carmen checked this morning after I shaved my head, and plucked out (painfully) a few hairs I missed, as well as plucking a few from my vagina?Carmen is quite into penalizing me for not doing a thorough enough job. She threatens to come to work,.