"I find a book on his bed side table. that will work. I then accidentally knock his cup over causing a loud noise. I freeze. A few seconds of silence ...o by then the snoring continues. i look at him. his cock is probably no more than an inch maybe 2."haha we shoulda known he'd have a tiny cock. with his attitude clearly compensating for something. I doubt it can even get hard anymore. completely useless. bet it wouldn't even get hard if i suck it"I put my phone on his dresser next to the bed.. As for Cassie, she too was intimately attached to Natalie but matureenough to realise it wasn't quite love. She had feelings for DaleClifford too and allowed him to hop in and out of her bed when it suitedher but she was irritated by his jealousy and possessiveness.Cassie was still enjoying the freedom and exhilaration of being a transwoman. After years of being a secret crossdresser, it was empowering andgratifying to be out and about as a woman. She didn't care if she wasidentified as a. ”20 minutes later the doorbell rang, and I got up from the couch in the family room to answer the door. My 37EE natural tits swung out in front of me as I walked naked to the foyer, bouncing and banging into each other with each step. I like being naked, and enjoyed the feeling of my tits swing free like this. It seemed odd that I was getting slightly turned on as I was heading to the door to let in my rapist. Hard to explain, but there it is. My pussy was actually getting wet as I reached. I looked in the mirror and saw myself. I looked tired, haggard, not as fresh-faced as I did months ago before I unleased my inner slut. I needed rest and to sleep. I had also begun getting these feelings of nausea lately and I couldn’t understand why. Hubby was due home today and he said he had big news. I stayed in bed after taking the little ones to school. Between all the sex and nausea I didn’t sleep that well and thought I needed rest. I was asleep until Hubby came home and he.