"Abigail closed her eyes and counted to two. She recounted a scene involving Katherine – the "Shrew" - from her favourite play and tried to add pass...on and anger into her character. It was a part she had played in a recent school production and projected her voice into the small hall, but she there was a nervous lilt to her voice and she heard it quiver.Before she had barely got into the scene she was stopped; her minute was up, and the panel looked at each other. "Thank you very much," she was. She had recently moved in and the only contact we had was to wave as we would come and go. I tried not to stare, but i could see that her legs were slightly spread and she had one hand between them. Our eyes locked and I wasn't sure what to do next. She didn't move her hand away from her pussy, so I started to slowly stroke my hard cock while she watched.I could hardly believe that my neighbor and I were actually masturbating and watching each other. As I continued to stroke my hard cock I. " But Melissa dear, you do appear to be a real girl. I understandthat your breasts are real," continued Mrs Tucker. "Yes they arereal," answered Melissa proudly, "But I will only feel completewhen I have a vagina and can feel comfortable around other girls.Also, I do hope to meet a nice boy someday and get married." Then you are ready to freely give up all vestiges of Ted Fosterforever?" Agnes asked. "Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" repliedMelissa, "I am Melissa now and I am a girl!" Then I. I started to trust spitting down on her arse for lubrication and soon built up a rhythm which got quite intense as I fucked her arse, “OH FUCK YESSS!” she screamed, we were like two rabbits banging away and I knew I was close, I couldn’t hold back and she screamed out “YES, YES, YESSSS!” as I felt the first spurt shoot up her anal passage“OMG!!” she cried as the second and third spurt hit and we were both breathless. I slowly pulled out and before her arsehole could retract my hot see started.