I'm unsteady on my feet at the best of times and the shopping centre is teeming with people even though it's only just past nine o clock. Why the fuck...do people feel the need to do their Christmas shopping early? I'd rather pour hot candle was on my clitoris to be honest. In fact that is quite an appealing thought. I have only ever had hot wax poured on my nipples and the guy kept the mould of my nipples on his mantelpiece like a weird trophy.I walked across the centre until I reached the store. Off came the trousers then the pants. There it was my first sight of a cock. It looked perfect, 7 inches and average width. This was to be the tool that finally turned me into a woman. He let me get a good look and then he lowered himself to the floor and positioned himself between my legs. Pushing my skirt around my waist he pulled my knees up and spread my legs reading me for him. Placing the tip of his cock at the entrance to my pussy he rubbed it up and down and lubricated it all the time. As we kissed, he manoeuvred himself until he was lying on top of mebetween my parted legs. I reach down between our bodies and felt forhis cock. He was already stiff with anticipation so I merely guided itto my special place. I yelped a little as he pushed against my openingand then moaned as he entered me. We moved slowly together, kissing andcaressing. It had been a momentous day for us and this was the perfectending.I wrapped my legs around Henry's waist as I felt his increasing thespeed of. She eagerly accepted Karen’s probing tongue into her mouth as their hands fondled the other breasts. “I love you, Karen. I miss you touching me,” Wendy said softly. “Please don’t ever stop!”Dan adjusted the rear-view mirror, so he could see as much action as possible. “How, the hell do you expect me to drive with you two making out in the backseat?”“That’s your problem, not ours,” Karen teased. Wendy spread her legs wider, allowing Karen’s fingers free access to her yearning pussy.“You two are.