Her head has bent forward, her hair hung like a cascading waterfall of reddish gold brushing upon his chest. Every so often she would lean down to kis... him or run her tongue down his chest, to his nipples which she would gently bite or nibble. Her hands were spread out before her, holding on to his which were spread straight out on the bed behind him. She was making quiet sounds, a mix of moans and gentle purrs mixed in with throaty growls when his cock reached a certain spot on her or deep in. The doctor’s verdict was that my cock was normal insize but the doctor agreed to try a series oftestosterone shots just in case. I told him about mydad. He asked whether I’d seen my dad with a hard on. Ihadn’t and I’d often wondered why. The doc suggested Isee my dad hard before deciding too quickly about myown size. The treatments lasted a month or so. I never watched mycock so closely. And on the doc’s advice, I did my bestto catch my dad with his cock up. I. My cock sprang out as soon as the zipper was down, poking up through my boxers. Sarah stared at me with her stark blue eyes as she stuck her tongue out and ran it up the length of my shaft. I closed my eyes and shuddered at the touch, it had been so long since I had felt the touch of a woman. Still maintaining eye contact she put my head in her mouth and gently sucked on it, tasting my pre-cum. She gripped the shaft tight in one hand and moved her mouth slowly down my shaft, taking it as far as. I don't really know how to describe it, but it was almost good enough to make me want to stay a woman. The next day after a hell of a time getting ready, trying to dry my hair, fasten my bra, pick out clothes, it was all so strange. After an hour and a half I managed to get myself out of the house looking halfway normal. I made my way over to Jim's. On the way I stopped for bagels and was astounded that the bagel guy asked me out. As a guy people didn't just approach me like that and I.