I even shot two more spurts of cum as she was heading into the bathroom. She didn't throw up but she didn't swallow my cum either. After she returned ...rom the bathroom, I stood up and kissed her deeply and more passionately then ever. Then I layed her down on the floor and with my still hard cock, I slid up inside her wet pussy. Usually I would eat her pussy and make her cum a few times before fucking her but not today, today was all about me. I started pumping her pussy slowly at first and. He is stroking his cock in earnest, breathing fast and sort of humming or moaning. His hand speeds up and soon cum shoots out and sprays all over the carpet. He keeps on jerking until the last drops are drained and his cock goes soft. "Whew, I needed that" he says contentedly.'Yeah I did too" I say and chuckle. Dan went to the bathroom and returned with a wet washcloth. He wiped all his juice off the carpet and went back to the bathroom and returned with a towel which he used to dry the wet. My wife then crawled up on the bed and positioned herself above my face. Her skirt trapped her sweet scent as she teased me with her shaved pussy. Keeping it just out of my tongue's reach. Her fingers traced down my body. Placing my hands on her hips, I pulled her down on my face."Oooooohhhh yes honey, lick my slit."Her fingers reached my thong, tracing the vertices bulge. She lowered herself and licked the bulge through the fabric. My tongue swirled over and around her erect clit. I felt her. As her life as'Sophie' had progressed, the young woman had quickly felt like a 'true'transwoman, like her friends and flatmates, but in recent months, Sophiehad begun to feel less like a 'transwoman', and more like a 'woman',full stop- and Sophie truly loved the feeling of warmth, love andacceptance that went with it.The following morning, Sophie was woken once again by the sound of theflat's front door open and closing, though this time, it didn't generatethe same feeling of panic- firstly,.