" I didn't mind," he said. "How've you been, anyway?" Mike," she replied, "Can we talk?"Mike could see that Jennifer had something on her mind. "Sure,... he said.She came in, closed the door, and sat down. "Look, Mike," she said. "I've got a problem, and I hate to come to you with it, but I don't want my family to hear about this. I had a heck of a time acting through yesterday afternoon and last night, before I realized I could talk to you." What's the problem, Jennifer?" Mike, if you were to. The problems were there, just under the surface, but we were young and horny, and they didn’t manifest for a time. The main turmoil really was that I wanted to be fem 24/7. She, on the other hand, wanted a traditional man-woman relationship in public. And much to my disappointment, at the time, my cock wasn’t large enough to totally satisfy her.This isn’t a problem for me now and hasn’t been for some time. I love my petite she-cock… and so do the guys. It was, however, a major concern in my. They were every bit as beautiful as Shavon had said, perfectly round, perfectly proportioned, with thick, swelling black nipples only slightly edged in an arc along the bottoms by shiny keloid scars where the incisions had been made."God, they're beautiful," Laura whispered."Thank you," Vondi panted softly. "They're... you know, fake." They look real to me," Laura said, filling her hands with the firm warm globes. "They feel real too."Shavon slid her arms around Vondi from behind and replaced. She knew that I had never seen this particular toy wondered what I would think of it. Smiling at the thought, she grasped one hard nipple between thumb and forefinger and tugged so that it was stretched to its limit and slipped the rubber tipped clamp around it and released the clamp. She literally gasped as the clamp squeezed her sensitive nipple applying the perfect mix of pleasure and pain. Doing the same to her other nipple she dropped her hands to see how it looked in the mirror. .