It's time to... become a girl. Like,completely. To have the surgery and... be a real woman."Don leaned over and kissed John's temple. "That's great, a... long asyou're one hundred percent sure, Beebs. Are you? You seem nervous."John nodded. "Of course I'm nervous, Don. Once I do it, I can't undoit. I just think, it's time."Don nodded. "Have you talked to anyone about this?" Just my therapist. I think I knew this was where I was headed since Iwas diagnosed as intersexed last summer. It seems. Working in a restaurant, she really knew her skills at cooking. Not to mention her skills at making me cum.We finished up breakfast and talked a little longer. I finally said, "Samantha, I really need to go home. Somehow, I've lost one of my contacts in the shower." (Without both contacts I am literally as blind as a bat.) "I'm having trouble seeing."She looked at me with concern and said, "Emily, do you need some help driving home?” I was falling deeply, and her caring attitude only amplified. Blowing across the tips, shivers run through this body. Without warning, she sucks in his cock, gagging slightly as she swallows his entire length. Gripping a fistful of hair, he holds her steady as he begins to fuck her mouth. Humming a bit, sending vibrations along his length, Kris uses her hands to fondle his balls and caress the base of his cock. “Enough,” he growls, pulling her head back by her hair. “I want to fuck that tight pussy.” With a low laugh, Kris pulls back from sucking his. I had no idea what her feet looked like, which made me want them even more. One day while she was sitting at her desk I looked over and she had kicked off one of her shoes. I could see the soft sole of her right foot and started getting an erection. I wanted more but she put her shoes back on and got out of her chair. Then the next day she was going to a shoe shop down the road from the office. She asked me if I wanted to come along, so I agreed. In the shop she sat down, picked up an open pair.