The speed I move at is teasingly wonderful for the both of us. I’m getting all that I want, and he is writhing under me with pleasure. Soon after he...finally takes off his blindfold, so he can watch me suck him. He loves the way I give him a blow job. With the chocolate, it’s like a cherry on top. He groans, looking down at me, loving the sight. I have chocolate around my lips, and a little on my chin from deep throating him. My tongue swirls, finding more to taste as he grinds up towards me. . I went and took a long cold shower.Later in the day, I went to the Halloween store. I picked up a Capt America costume. The blue boots, blue suit with the American flag on the chest. I even found a Capt America shield to go with the costume. I drove my car back to my house. I then put out some Halloween decorations in the yard. It was just around 5pm, when I saw a small car pull up next door. The car door opened. Out step a super skinny guy, maybe about 5ft. He looked over at my house. I was. I often fantasized aboutbeing out in all my feminine self and some handsome man asking me tojoin him for a drink, having a conversation as I flirted with him untilhe kisses me gently and took me up to his bed as his woman, and becamehis girlfriend.What started as a few days of dressing had become a much bigger part ofmy life and a realization that I needed more of this in my life to becompletely happy. I recognized that this could never happen and had toappreciate the time I had to experience. "Don't kill yourself, Sweetie," Beth admonished. "When you go after it, you won't want to be on the ragged edge, or it'll be that much more difficult to keep down. Just challenge yourself a bit, or it'll get to be an exercise in suffering and the discomfort will become an issue." Sally backed off and nodded wordlessly, her mouth still awash in saliva."Okay, now, taking the big jump that first time takes guts; later, after you've succeeded, it's easier to get there again -- but you have to get.