.” She smiled. “You want this pussy?" Becky asked, fondling it. Larry smiled at her, knowing how bad she wanted it. As she prepared to ride Larry,...a ringtone sounded. It was Larry’s ringtone. “Huh, what? Oh, that was a dream?" Becky said. “Fuck."Becky looked at her phone and noticed that Larry called. Soon after, a text came. It read:“Text me.”Becky got up from her slumber and immediately noticed something. She was damp from her naughty dream. She reached down her shorts. She was more than. I hugged him back and kissed his lips, which was intoxicating. He immediately sprung up hard as we kissed and I nestled into his neck, rubbing his ripped back and shoulder blades while his cock made itself known to me by throbbing up against my legs as we embraced. He kissed me one more time on the lips and then gently pushed my shoulders down to get me on my knees to begin sucking his dick. I kissed his chest and midsection as I descended down his body and took my place on the pillow he had so. One of the two men gave Mrs. Crenshaw a basket to take with her when she went upstairs.It was hardly sandwiches. Instead, a huge array of Italian dishes were laid out, some of which Rose had never seen before.One of the two men pulled a bottle of wine out of the basket along with three glass, and expertly filled and placed a glass in front of each of them.“From Mr. Gambini, with his thanks.”Ken looked solemn for a moment and replied. “I appreciate it. And please tell him that the food is up to. Actually he and I became closer and he was thrilled about our goodrelationship. We spent a lot of time together but I often hated beingthe girl in the relationship and wished we could just be good friendsinstead of boyfriend and girlfriend.I was also unable to perform physically like he could. He was able to doso much more while I felt like my new gender was holding me back. Whilehe could stride out confidently I had to take small mincing steps in myusual high heels he liked me to wear..