Out of step with mypeers, especially the boys. But what was going on became a littleclearer a few months ago when my class did a bit on sex ed, mostly...ocused on puberty.I realized that any day I could get hit by testosterone, and startbecoming a man. And I also realized I didnt want that to happen.That given my choice, I'd rather become a girl, and then a woman.But I was too scared to do anything about it. Not that my mom would besome kind of monster, I'm sure she would come around to the idea,. It is about 9″ in length but it is seriously thick in width….5″…..my wife can barely get her hands around it……she keeps moving her hand up and down slowly and the old man doesn’t do anything except watch the TV…..my wife sneezes and takes a couple of tissues in her hand inside the blanket…..she starts stroking the old guy really hard and he cums into the tissues in a big load……my wife cleans his cock and then puts it back inside his clothes…We finally finish the movie and we go to bed…..at. I felt my head swimming. My man-cunt was loving what he was doing to me. Then my lack of planning began to show itself. Every time he punched into me, I squirted just a little, not cum or precum, but pee. I had needed to pee so badly when I came in here, I just couldn’t help it. Roy noticed after a moment. “Are you peeing?” All I could do was nod my head.Like the bastard little brother that he was, he couldn’t let it go, not when he could lord it over me. He took a hand off my hip and reached. So I pushed her on bed climbed on her started licking her face. We started kissing again and her hand was on my jaw pulling it towards her. I at the same time was also pulling her towards me. She then placed her hand on my dick and was rubbing it. Then I placed my hand inside her pussy. She was moaning hard. “Please finger fuck me. Don’t tease me. Please don’t tease me”. Then I started pushing my fingers into her pussy with an amazing speed. I could feel liquid on my fingers.Then she started to.