What was going on?“But,” he stammered. “But how?”“Well,” She started. “I can’t tell you much about their stories, but I can tell you m...ne.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Well, Mummy says she always knew I was really a girl. Even though she tried to deny it at first. In fact for the first few years of my life she tried to force me to be a boy. My dad had died just after I was born. He was in the army you see and there was some sort of training. I kept my hips still and my face calm. Most girls will let cum drain down the sides, but some will remove their mouth entirely and finish me off with her hands, or God forbid, not even finish me off. I find it best to surprise them with the first squirt.I raised my head as the initial spurt of my cum entered her mouth, to see her reaction. No recoil, I could feel suction around the shaft and her movement slowed to a crawl. She was a swallower! And it seemed an experienced one at that. Thank God. I could feel it respond to my soapy touch but I didn’t try to over stimulate it. When I was done washing her she turned and did the same for to me.When we got out of the shower Virginia took a towel and wiped my body dry. She deep kissed me again, while she wrapped her arms around me to dry my back. I could feel her soft wet tits on my chest and I could feel her cock brush against mine.When she was done drying me, it was my turn to dry her. I started with her back and worked my way down to. .”Shots of her at college, medical school, socialising with young men, her graduation. She looks great in all of them – never the Instagram model type, more the all-this-and-brains-too type, good looking, but better because we know she’s intelligent. “I studied hard, partied hard, graduated in the middle of my class. Got a job ... I’ve always been respectable.Shots of her with a handsome young man, then wedding shots of them, then a map of globe – a dotted line plotting a course from the east.