Wow! I couldn’t remember the last time I had slept so well and so comfortably with a man. He helped me put on my sweater and gave me another hug. We...gathered up all the remaining picnic detritus and walked to the car. ‘You have a choice. We can stay here and prepare dinner ourselves, knowing that we both like to cook. Or I can take you back to the hotel and you get cleaned up so we can go out to dinner. Or if you have had enough of my company, I can just drop you off.’ ‘I think I would like. Gentle biting, then deep hard sucking. I flick my tongue over them and lightly blow making them very hard. I unzip your jeans to release your confinement. I slide my hips down your legs until I am kneeling on the floor. As I pull your jeans down your hips, I realize that you are not wearing any underwear. Your cock is so hard that it stands straight up as if it were saluting me for a job well done. My lips go straight for your inner thigh. Sucking very hard to leave my mark. I feel your hands. Disassociate erections with sexual pleasure. You’ve got a pussy, not a cock. Repeat that to yourself. One day you might just seek out actual castration. You don’t need your testicles, do you?If gender is a spectrum, as it is looking like as if that is the correct way of viewing it, then why do you still insist on being a man? You keep failing at it. You keep getting laughed at. Maybe taking the complete plunge into full womanhood is frightening to you. Maybe you don’t identify entirely as a. I pushed my dripping hand through the little window, moaning and whimpering lightly. ‘Wanna taste, Father?’ I asked, wiggling my slimy, gooey fingers playfully at him. ‘It tastes really good!’ I squealed softly with delight as I felt his lips close around my fingers, sucking and licking over them. My fingers dug deeper in my pussy as he let out a low sound of pleasure, my own moans mixing with his. By this time, I was panting softly, my clit so sensitive that it made my whole body writhe every.