A beautiful feminine body with feminine charms and a nice cock that I could play with too.It was just before my twenty-sixth birthday that I met her, ...he woman I had dreamed about all my adult years. A few of my friends know about my preference and suggested I go to a pride event. At first, I was sceptical but then decided, fuck it.Sao Paulo, Brazil, a gorgeous city. I had never been before, and I was told that I would have a blast. Brazilians are some of the most gorgeous people in the world. My nipples rubbed against the shirt front and I realized they were hard. There. First step. When I came up, I was wearing four articles of clothing. Now it was just three. That turned me on again. So I slipped my hand into my panties again. But then stopped. I needed to pace myself. And I also needed some motivation to go through with what I wanted. So I made a resolution. I would not masturbate again until I was completely naked.A while later, I sat up. The clock said it was almost 1 am. For. He would work one area over again and again until his big fists turned it into a busted up mess. Soon, there was nothing much left of the poor, once magnificent muscleman. He was a bloody pulp, his ribs were probably all broken by now, one punch crushed his nose across his face, then 4 jabs spread it out even more while breaking his front teeth to pieces. Now, with each fist he absorbed we could here him really whimper in pain. You could tell the dominate muscleman enjoyed hearing his cries.. “I mean really Peter with what you were up to last evening and being so careless about it.”Trisha clucked her tongue and though I did my best to show nothing outwardly, inside I was flabbergasted. She perched her willowy frame on the corner of my desk and smoothed out the skirt portion of her dress.“If one is going to be a naughty boy then one should at least stop making an audio recording to make sure that there is no evidence.”My jaw dropped as I remembered what I had been doing the previous.