” I told her. She put her arms around me and gave me a hug, then a kiss on thecheek. She’d brushed out her hair and the way it touched me ...as as electricas her kiss. “Thank you.” she said. We went to my car; she walked and I floated. We drove a few blocksto a local omelet place. We had a table with four other gals from theclass. I don’t remember much about breakfast, other than sitting next toJudy, her touching me, her arm around me, and feeding me bits of. I thought about all of the times I'd watchedvideos of girls who'd transitioned with hormones. Wasn't I starting in abetter place than so many of them? Wasn't this, if I was 100% honest withmyself, who I really wanted to be? If I played this right, I might neverhave to think about paying bills ever again. I might never have to makeanother difficult decision ever again. The hours I spent online playingthe bimbo slut, the hours that I wasn't willing to give up for anything,even to save my. How I wish I could say gentle reader, that it was the only exusion that I felt there. Alas, after some half hour of this stupefying cushioning in sheer arse flesh, the mistress saw fit to lean forward and frankly excite herself. She put her book down and masturbated herself frantically, coming in strong, great spurts that she verily mashed into me. I tasted of this unseemly essence, too, as I sucked through the tube. Perhaps two hours went by like this. Gross blots of darkness floated in my. Soon my shalwar and lacy panties were down to my ankles and I was standing nude in the arms of another man with my hubby watching tv less than 30 feet away.”Eat me Nammo” he ordered. I sat on my knees and slowly took his throbbing manhood in my full mouth. I gently touched it with my teeth and ran my tongue on top of it. He sighed and pressed my head between his legs harder. I held his waist to steady myself and started to suck on his candy . I had only done oral sex twice with Deepak before.