Sometimes he paused when the tip of his cock was on my hole and pulled me by the thighs towards him as he pushed against me letting the tip of his coc... push slowly into me. He pushed harder and deeper with every stroke until I felt his thick wet cock head enter me. As I felt his cock slide into me he turned more towards me and and got on top of me pushing his long thick shaft deep into me while I lifted and spread my legs to take him deep into my hot tight hole. He slowly moved up and down. I did have the following assets: 1) a husband I flat-out adored who, apparently, had harbored intense feminine inclinations for a long time; 2) a newly-discovered penchant of my own to explore said inclinations for our mutual pleasure (oh yeah, was it ever!); 3) the financial wherewithal to do so; 4) friends I could trust; 5) the Internet; 6) instinct; 7) Danny's surreal natural beauty and physiology ideally suited for feminization.Asset Numbers One and Two were givens. I would incorporate. I drove the guys crazy before, of course, but now I REALLY do. Giggle. I stuck with the skirt blouse combo for a while but my skirts got very short and my blouses extremely revealing. Then I started to mix it up, wearing dresses sometimes – short, figure hugging ones – or super tight jeans with scanty little cropped tops which show off my sexy belly. I never bother with a bra – I like to make sure my tits are presented to maximum effect, which means cleavage showing and nipples straining. I am built but not one that you would look twice at, passing you on the street. I have dark brown hair, just plain brown. No fancy chestnut color or anything like that. I keep it long since it is very straight and I like the feel of it when it falls down my back. My face is..well, my face. As I have no confidence to talk of, I just avoid looking in mirrors as much as I can. Gabriel tells me I am stupid and silly, and that he could look at my face for an eternity without growing sick of it, that.