"Love it. You're a pretty good cook yourself, you know."I shrugged the compliment off, though I was delighted by it. "Years of practice." I dumped the...veggies into the wok and glanced over my shoulder at him. "Ready for your interview tomorrow?" Ready as I'll ever be." He stared at the vegetables as I stirred them, as if he were hoping to find enlightenment in the patterns they made.I pulled out the veggies and added a little more oil. "You'll do fine."Mike laughed. "Probably." Out of the. I justwax every week. I do keep my legs and underarms smoothly shaven and Ikeep my nether regions equally smooth. I do paint my toenails and keep myfeet in good shape but I would never paint my fingernails.I have a small nose and full lips and I think I look pretty when I seemyself in the mirror. If I am being really honest with myself, I lookmore attractive as a woman than I ever did as a man. My face just seemsto work in a feminine sense more than a masculine one. I also have thecheekbones. .it's just that I cum a lot. Oh, that feels so good...I mean...I cum a LOT...it might be too much for you..."I ignored her and kept up my service of her magnificent cock. She moaned again, and then inhaled quickly with a gasp. I felt her start to tighten up—and then for a split second, everything froze. I prepared myself, and sealed my lips around her swollen cockhead. What happened next completely caught me off guard. I was expecting a normal first shot of cum, but what I got instead was a. Three days later she came back to see me, Donna was at the store, the day was beautifully sunny and the temperature was rising. She knocked on the door which was ajar and as I entered the kitchen she was stood there smiling with my money in her hand. We made pleasant conversation and when I offered her a cold drink she accepted.Coming into the kitchen she was wearing a white top and a short blue skirt, she was really pretty with long blonde hair. She told me she’d been with her boyfriend, who.