I remained silent and still, enjoying the touch of another. It was a feeling I had not enjoyed for a very long time.Anita’s touch was light, like sh... was afraid and unsure of herself. I assumed this was the first time she had ever seen or touched a man. I wasn’t even sure she pleasured herself. There was so much I didn’t know, so much for both of us to learn.“That feels nice Anita,” I said very softly so as not to startle her.“Buenos Dias Popi.”“Good morning dear,” I answered.“Popi…. May I. I know I look like a fem, but I never dressed like one. Until now.I undressed and slipped the panties on. I had to carefully put my junk in to avoid my balls spilling out and the only was I could get my dick in was to turn it sideways. I slipped on the shorts and it helped hide it, barely. The teddy went on pretty easily, just slipped over my arms and tied it in the front. I arranged my hair to the front around my face and down my chest. Damn, I looked prettier than most of the girls at. The full feeling in my mouth created by his beautiful, big hard dick. The taste and texture of his thick, silky sperm. I couldn’t get enough. I had always dreamed about sucking cock, but I never imagined just how much I would love it. Just how much it would take over my every thought.I called Marc as I drove and left him a message, asking if I could see him when he got off of work. He texted me back quickly, saying yes. At home, it was all I could think about. I stripped off my clothes and. In the last few months, something had transformed her. She had changed before my eyes, with me hardly noticing, and now she was trim, athletic, muscular even. The position I refer to is Irene seated on my desk, her strapped high-heeled-sandals resting one each on the arms of my chair, her panties hanging on her left ankle, and the skirt of her billowy summer dress–a light blue and white check–pushed above her waist. Her butt was on my black desk pad. She leaned back on her hands, fingers.