She wore essentially the same type of corset, except hers was green with black trim. As Rachel had a much larger chest than his wife, the impact of th... corset was unbelievable … a guy could have easily got lost between Rachel’s tits. Rachel was not wearing a cover-up and, for that matter, she wasn’t wearing any knickers, either. Both women looked at Bob, waiting for his reaction. Dumbfounded would have been an understatement. He stood there, mouth open, staring at one woman, then the other and. Climaxing together is glorious, and weboth moaned, who knew that turning into a woman would make me a screamer!As we lay in the afterglow, Ann admitted that she has always loved me andbeen attracted to me, but my new body was much more to here tastes, shehad the perfect lover, a woman with a penis. While we snuggled, Ann puther hand on the ovaries in my scrotum, and brushed them gently. I askedher if this had been her goal when she put the FOXL2 in my formertesticles, she said, no, but it was. " Did you stop at the panties?" I would like to say yes, but I went another step with thigh-high stockings. My sisters wore them all the time. My sisters had beautiful long legs, and my older sister and I were the same height. I tried hers on one day when the house was empty." Well, how did that work out for you?" I took her thigh-highs to my room and locked the door. I stripped and left my red panties on. I sat on the side of the bed and started to put the thigh-highs on. I had seen how my. Helplessly I watched her retrieve her black lace bra from the dresser and slip her arms into the straps. She hadn’t really given me an answer, but I hadn’t really expected one. Abby was good at not giving answers. You might even say she was a professional. It came with the territory. She was a Professor at a prestigious university, teaching courses in political science. Up until now, she’d done all the right things. Gone to the best schools, graduated at the top of her class, met all the right.