Taking pictures of myself fantasizing about being a girl and what type of guys I would like and what I want them to do to me .After years of doing thi... I have worked out what really turns me on and off, this story is my fav fantasy .I'm very submissive when I dress up as a girl ,i want to be man handled ,to feel a mans smooth muscles ,the strength of a large black man .He would be over six foot tall very sexy and very dominant .He likes me wearing very sexy outfits ,platform heels basically. "How are you doing today?" I... Uh... I'm fine."I'm not fine, though, today, and I realise in my nervousness that I've absent-mindedly begun stroking the scars on my inner arm. It's been a year to the day since I lost my daughter."Are you sure? You can spend the evening in my bedroom if you're not up to tonight," he continues to pry, seizing my arm. "You need to open up to me. I swear I'll always protect you, even if it's from yourself."Raising my wrist to his mouth, he tenderly kisses the. I was too shocked to really think about much, but I also realized that my own dick was rock hard in my pants. Even if I wasn't okay with this on a mental level, seeing my wife act like such a dirty slut was apparently a huge turn on. I know I should have tried to stop them or told Josh to leave, but instead I just watched, mesmerized by the way Jess worshiped his cock."Is it okay if I send a video of this?" he asked Jess.She didn't bother to take his cock out of her mouth to answer, so her. One thing led to another and before she was done her mound, pussy and entire groin was void of any of her lush tight curls. It felt naughty to have shaved herself bare, but she knew Gerald would enjoy licking her flesh more than tangling his tongue into her pubes. She slipped into a cotton robe and walked through the flat to the small kitchen. A sigh escaped her as thoughts of what she was about to do filled her mind. She wanted this, but so much more than just a man to fill her world with.