If it's good enough for God's prophets it's good enough for me.After dinner we retired to the fireplace. Christine started the logs with a gas starter... There is something intensely romantic about a real log fire. The fireplace was set in a pit covered with deep soft carpet. Around the pit, low flat couches were placed. I asked and Christine explained it was modeled after the Etruscans, where a man and a woman shared a couch for the evening's entertainment including the intimate. "My flight arrives back in San Diego at 6PM Friday and I will see you then." Carol met me at the airport upon my arrival and she had a stranger with her. Carol and I kissed. She introduced us and said Jeff was our new neighbor. Jeff said it was a pleasure meeting me and said Carol had been so much help during his transition. I replied "Carol likes to help." We arrived home and I invited Jeff in for a little while but said it would be a short night for me after all the travelling. Carol changed. "Do I have to?" I think you should, yes."There wasn't any way I could talk her out of this, especially when she had that look on her face, so with a shrug I gave up, and Mom spread a cream all over me, then, after a short wait, I showered it off, which took all of my body hair away, leaving my skin smooth and silky soft. Once I was dry, mom did not even read the instructions as she spread the adhesive on the breastform and carefully pushed them against my chest. When she was done, I looked in. “Much harder.”I loved being fucked doggie, loved the different feeling, and the depth, I just loved that he could get just that bit deeper into me. Plus this way he always found my G-spot, whether he intended to or not, he always did.“Oh fuck, yessss, just there, oh fucking hell, yesssssssssss!”He reached over, gripping my tits, squeezing them, my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, the pain was exquisite, and I came again, and as I came I wondered what it would be like to have Max in my.