You want me to be here – I could tell when we kissed. Why do you say this? I want to make love. I am a woman. You are a man. We are not children. Do...you really want me to go?” She stared at me. “What kind of man are you?”I silenced her the only way I knew how – with a long, deep kiss. We both melted into each other, and as she pressed against me, the towel loosened and dropped to the floor. I picked her up – she seemed light as air – and carried her to the bed. As she lay on the white linen. As I played with her boobs and her nipples she told me that she was enjoying it. She then told me that her stepfather just reaches up under her tops and grabs a hold of them hard and then squeezes them. She has told her mother but she just keeps telling Lori to let him do it because he pays the bills. She hates her stepfather. He makes my father seem real nice.Then we heard her stepfather calling for her. At first she froze and tensed up. Then she kissed me on the lips again, pulled my hand. I nodded for her to continue.As I said, no belly button, the horizontal slice had cut right through it and the vertical of the T sliced it upward, leaving a flat patch that had at one time been my closest connection to any woman. Amber leaned over and softy touched the dark lines and then a little closer to give a soft kiss at the interstection of the T. Softly tracing the scars with her fingers and lips, looking up at me as she moved. The site was amazing and I responded as you would expect.. He broke the kiss to movebetween my legs and unzip his trousers. I looked down as he lowered hispants and briefs to reveal a large sized penis already erect and readyfor action. A voice inside me kept saying that I was a man and this waswrong. The hormonal levels in my female body said otherwise. Tom guidedhis oversized penis to my wet vaginal opening. It appeared to be nineinches long with a large mushroom shaped head. I felt the head parting myvagina lips and stretch my opening as Tom pushed.