That's stopped thank God. If itain't broke, don't fix it and right now there's nothing to fix asfar as I'm concerned. My tits are doing real good. Pam...asked me ifI thought I might want to get implants but I don't want anyonecutting on me for anything. I think I might eventually get to a Bcup and with a nice push up bra that's plenty for a TGurl.The 'mones have started to hit Krissy some. Maybe that's why sheseems different. She's still cool and all and a good friend, justdifferent. She's going. ." I sing-song to you. As I watch you strip I take a deep breath to relax. Tonight I want to give you all of me to let you taste and feel every inch. You sit at the far end of your bed, your back against the wall. The hungry look in your eyes give me the drive to move forward. I struggle with my next move to ask... no tell you to keep your hands to yourself. Teasingly I joke that I don't think you can hold out from caressing my body longer then a few minutes. Your growl in response is. That feels wonderful." By this time I was fully relaxed and I had his entire shaft inside of me. He was so big I thought it was going to come out my stomach. I was a natural at riding his cock. I had my hands cupping both of his massive pecs and I was squeezing them every time I'd go up and down. I Started slow then I really got into it and started bucking my hips faster and faster.At this time, I was moaning so loud and he had his hands on my hips and telling me faster faster. He kept telling. It’s the 70s and I’m still embarrassed being seen going into a dirty bookshop, but really I loved it, being seen by people who I was sure would be thinking ‘pervert’, ‘wanker’, and so on. Down the stairs and there’s three of us wankers in there, all in our dirty macs, fumbling with the mags on the shelves and gleefully picking out this one and that one to purchase for our perv ogling pleasure later. I’m already erect in my wank-trousers seeing the lovely girls on the covers, and I’ve selected 4.