. real ... so natural, Alex. I still can’t believe you’re trans.”She lifted the sheet from across her hips. “Believe it.”“I have to believ... it -- it’s our reality. It’s so remarkable ... And, you look so wholesome -- no tattoos or piercings. You look like the girl next door.”“The trans-girl next door? Logan -- if you’re observant and know what you’re looking for, you’d spot things that aren’t quite right.”“I guess I’m too smitten with all the things that are right to notice. Roll onto your. Thank you.’ She gave me a street address, asked if I could find it, then repeated the time and place for my appointment. Before hanging up, she reminded me to bring the records Ms. Greenberg had so thoughtfully provided. Though her manner had been professional bordering on abrupt, I had an odd sense of reassurance. Maybe this time… -Part 3- Promptly at 2:55 p.m. I parked my car in front of the address Dr. Theriault had provided. It appeared to be a large private residence in a residential. Her cunt wasn't sore even though he fucked her more than once. After getting her finger slicked with her cunt juices, she rolled on her side and brought one leg up, then reached around and began inserting them into her ass. As she wiggled her fingers inside of her ass, she massaged her clit even harder, and had to push her face into the pillow to muffle her moans of pleasure.She couldn't understand just why fingering her ass got her so turned, but for some reason it did. Megan suddenly had the. She groaned and carried on while he rode herburning ass. I watched it all my fingers flickering anxiously across my pussywhile my husband, lover and sometimes Master screwed the woman I was goingto make our slave. Richard groaned as he climaxed, sated and content. Richard and I dressed and the three of us went back upstairs. We relaxedin the living room. Richard sitting back content and Julie kneeling by hisfeet cupping her chin on his knee. "You would of course be welcome to live here." Julie.