We sat down in Dr. Lemount's office as Ihaltingly tried to explain to them what I proposed."Wait a minute, Jack," Dr. Lemount interrupted. "Doyou mean...to tell me that you want to be a woman?"I glanced at Dr. Bloom before I managed a weak "yes" Iresponse. She was really the reason that I wasembarrassed. Dr. Lemount was a non-descript, forty-ishman. Not the sort of Neanderthal I expected to ridicule me when I came clean about my desire to be a girl. Dr. Bloom, however, was a striking dark-haired. Mia’s hand moved towards my inner thigh and she finally got to the place I desired her to touch the most and slide her hand under my shorts. I instantly arched my back as the feeling of her touching my panties was more then I could bear. Everything was building and building from the sounds of the moans that filled the room as the women were heading towards their own feelings of ecstasy and suddenly they both started to scream that they were coming. Everything happened so fast that before. They took turns fucking my pussy whilst pouring beer on me and licking it off. At one point I was too loud moaning and so they put there hand over my mouth with one hand holding me down with the other as they banged me as the neighbours were banging back They then all came one after the other on my face, tits, in my mouth. After this I got cleaned up and dressed, I went down stairs and had another drink. I then got on top of a lad who was sat down on the armchair. I put my tits in his face and. I’d smelt my mum's discarded knickers, the crotch smelling slight tangy from pee, sweat and vaginal fluids, just how mine smelt by the end of a normal day. But in my curiosity of all things sexual, I had never seen evidence on the nights bed-sheet that mum had cum, maybe like me, she didn’t orgasm with just thrusting, did this mean my dad was a useless lover? I’d shaken my head; I couldn’t imagine life now without cumming. I’d searched through my mum’s cupboard’s and draws in their bedroom, and.