I prefer kissing men to women.And I like dick better than push.Everything became so naturally so.I don't project myself on the girl in that painting.B...cause I'm already a woman.A woman with the body of a 40-year-old man.If I were to undergo a transsexual operation now, I would look like this.It's all gone now.My fantasy?It's actually nothing.I'm sorry to let you down.I once wanted to be a porn star.I wanted to be a lover of all the men in the world.I once imagined men with big heavy dick in. .Selecting something in purple, with spaghetti straps and a daringhemline seemed appropriate since I was placing myself in this statedesiring to shop and find some treasure.It fit like a glove and my mascara from the early hours that morningreally framed my eyes while wearing purple, My hair had grown outseveral inches lately thus falling behind my shoulders, the image in themirror in the fitting room seemed very animated and sensual...then Iheard a whisper, "Very excited to find you shopping. Don't forget to breath. Becca: Fuck me your making me crazy. Spanky: Feel your kitty needing you to finger her so hard. But she'll have to wait Becca: Aaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhhh Spanky: Now I want you to slowly, with which ever hand to rub your wet lips. BUT don't touch your clit, just your lips, rub them nice and slow, up and down. Get them wet as possible. Becca: Now I want to shove them in my pussy Spanky: No don't do that baby. I want you to enjoy every minute of this. You will be so pleased.. ” With that, I forgot about them, I was getting close to another orgasm myself. I lay back as I wanked, Fuck! It felt good. Then I was cumming, not as hard as a bit before but still satisfyingly intense. I was totally wiped as my hands fell to my sides.Those two girls were giggling again when I looked, there were two grinning faces, propped on their elbows on the side of the bed, “Fucking awesome, Dina.” Helen said.It was a tearful goodbye when we dropped Helen back at the airport, “Please.