More later.OK, it's later. I'm fucking dying here, just sitting here and tryingnot to move. I went through with my surgery two days ago. I'm swolle...and sore. They're huge. I went with 520cc implants and should be afull Double D once everything settles. Right now they're so swollenI'm probably an F. I love them already. I'm just trying not to touchthem and to just sit here. I don't know how I'm going to sleep. Ican't drink alcohol at all though, so that's good. Ryan has been adream. . Her pleading eyes looked over to her husband and she saw him nod. Tears sparkled down her cheeks and she unhooked her bra to reveal her magnificent, high tits. ?Hands behind you head Monica, there’s a good girl. Stand nice and tall for me. Legs apart. Perfect.?Fleming got up to inspect his prize and began to run his hands over her smooth, firm curves.?You keep yourself in shape, Monica. Is that to attract as much cock as you can? Tell your husband.??Richard?Darling?I work out and try to look. It was at that moment the phone beside the bed started ringing and the sudden noise made me jump. I nearly blew my cover. They didnt notice though and she stopped sucking his cock to answer it- but she didnt get off of his face. It was one of her friends and she started having a conversation while getting her pussy licked. After about ten minutes of talking she was obviously very distracted by Steves tongue and I heard her say she had to go because something was burning on the stove. About. How can I, a boy, look like a girl? It scared me that Icould look... look so feminine. The changes so slight and I look like agirl.Some of it is my own fault I freely admit to that. I had grown my hairout, refusing to get it cut. I had grown it out as long as it was in avain attempt to fit in with a skate boarding group I wanted to be a partof. I had seen myself as a tough guy even though that wasn't the case. Iwas always getting into fights, my behaviour at school had deterioratedand I had.