They all faced a lit fireplace. The floor was flawless white marble with a slight bluish-grey tint, probably Carrara marble. By far the most amazing f...ature of the room was the east wall facing the ocean. The wall was almost entirely composed of glass with a sliding glass door at either end of the wall. It was beautiful and provided a spectacular view of the ocean. I couldn’t help but think how impractical this was for a woman like Claudia. As I regarded the breathtaking view out the window,. I allowed myself pretty quickly to get to the goal, the goal was to touch more skin on her breasts, I don't remember feeling a nipple, but sometimes I had my hand full, supporting what was for me the thing that obsessed my virgin days, a beautiful breast. During the day we had subtle games, she would cling to my back in the pool to try to "wedge" me at the bottom. My interpretation; she wanted to crush her breasts behind my back, I liked it. One day when I was going to take a rowboat in the. I spent the time being taught by a specialist how to talk, walk and act like the natural born women I would officially be. As I would officially be Dutch I would have full paperwork, birth certificate, school certificates degree (all equivalents to those I had in my own name) with the name of Madeline van de Hoondyk on them. Any checks made would only get that name.I even had a family, now deceased (convenient!) parents and a sister, when I met this person she convinced me that we were related!. Her hand softly stroked his dick, once released from the kiss; she dropped downwards until Bob could feel her breath on his now stiffened throbbing member.Her hand held his shaft hard at the base between thumb and forefinger. He felt her lips cool and damp as they landed on the skin at the end his stiff shaft, wrapping her mouth around his spade end, gradually sinking her mouth down his shaft, he could feel her tongue warmly licking him inside her mouth. Bob gasped, not having had a blow job.