He treated me like a girl and he wasn’t shy that he was dating a sissy. I was always a girl with him and he made me comfortable to be a girl on a re...ular basis. I did love him for who he was, a nice gentle boy. However, like all good things, there’s always a bad thing. He wasn’t a god in bed. His cock was about 6 inches at best, but thin like a pencil. I was OK with the size, because size didn’t matter. With time, I was unsatisfied. I never achieved a full sexual ecstasy moment with him. He. She got to her walkway felling the warm spring air in her hair she looked up and noticed the full moon she was she felt her sexual tension rising as she looked at the moon and thought of those two fuckers at work leaving her very little warning and finding replacements was impossible. Thought of it pissed her off even more as she lifted her leg and sent a yard toy of one of her nephews that had been there last weekend flying across her yard. She kicks her big heavy oak door open breaking her. ”“We’ll see if we can get visuals once we’re in the cars,” I responded.I appreciated that Daria made no objections to any of this. So far. She still professed a strong disbelief that comic book characters could exist, but she’s adopted an attitude of ‘Don’t ask, don’t think about it too hard’ which has allowed a more harmonious co-existence. Jane, the other ‘purely normal’ woman in our home, had been much more accepting of such implausible happenings since the beginning.Once everyone was back. What I saw astounded me. He had to be nearly 8 inches. I fell in love with it the moment I saw it. It was everything I had hoped, everything I had imagined. I looked at him, and he looked at me, and I knew that the only thing that could come from this was a strengthened friendship. I slowly started to work it, speeding up very carefully. He tilted his head back, and let out a very long moan. He sat on the couch, and I sat next to him, and continued wacking him off. I was in heaven, I was.