Was it another couple? Was she waylaid by someone and couldn’t get out of explaining why she was in the basement? My erection was history. Peeking a...ound the door, I saw a couple go past that I didn’t know. They headed into the bedroom and closed the door. Just as the door closed, I heard more steps on the stairs. I quickly opened the bathroom door and stepped out. Jennifer came around the corner and I held my index finger up to my lips to shush her. She looked at me quizzically. I pointed to. He pulled the back of my head by my hair and turned me around to face him. He took his large callused black dark skinned hand and reached inside my cleavage pulling my right tit out and taking his large fingers he began to squeeze the nipple shooting pain right through me. I felt the sharp pain as it shot strait through sending a surge to my clit. He still held me back against the car as he began to fill my milky white titties with his large black firm hands. He stepped in closer to me. She’s singing a song that she’s made up to the tune of ‘I Try’ by Macy Gray.‘I tried to get it up / but I failed. / Tried to shag my wife / but I couldn’t. / Though I seduced her / in the yard. / My little cock / just won't get hard.’ ‘Er.. I don’t have a little cock.’‘Well it wasn’t big the other night!’ She kisses me. ‘Don’t make it a big deal. It’s all in your head. I’m just making light of it.’ She skips off back outside. They’re back by lunchtime. She puts pork on slow roast and goes for. At Starbucks with her friendand neighbor Margi she described how Elizabeth's salon functioned and thedramatic changes already occurring with Martin. Elizabeth's salon has aprogram to gradually feminize males through regular beauty treatments andsubtle hormonal infusion. Ashley told Margi the hardest part wasconvincing her husband to go to his first appointment. After that veryfirst appointment his demeanor changed rapidly and the weekly appointmentbecame the highlight of his week. Margi.