That slight pressure made my mind swim then and I could only think about how I wanted to devour him. My rhythm became quicker and deeper until I pushe... my lips as far as I could go, releasing an “ahhh” from him as he clenched my hair. I tried to pull back but he had me secured in place. The spit pooled in my mouth as I tried to look up at him with my eyes beginning to tear up. His head was tilted back, savouring the deepness, until he suddenly looked down at me, realising he was holding me. He was ahungry kisser, his mouth engulfing mine in massive bites and smooches.The scent was so overwhelming I felt almost lightheaded, his bushymustache tickled my upper lip. "This can't be fucking real" I thought tomyself, and then came the tongue. It pushed in my mouth like an uninvitedguest: breaking down the front door, exploring every inch and coating mein his thick taste and scent. After what seemed like forever hemercifully pulled away and looked at me expectantly.I had to act fast, and. I told him everything up to the present, including thefact that, except for work, I was spending all my time dressed as a girl.He listened to everything, and when I finished, he considered it forawhile, and got up and refilled my coffee cup."I suppose the Missus and I should have Stanley and this young woman overto the house for supper soon." I couldn't think of what to say, so Ijust hugged him instead. I felt so accepted, and it made me love him andMrs. Perez even more, but I was still. ’ Carla replied, standing to take her dishes into the kitchen, returning with a dish of ice cream. ‘You keep eating like that Carla and you are going to blow up like a blimp, girl.’ Haley commented at her friend returning with the dish overflowing with the chocolate ripple treat. ‘At least I won’t get impaled by horned gargoyles.’ Carla quipped humorously returning to the subject the two had been discussing. ‘The newspaper accounts say the local Indians advised the Johanssons the property was.