This sudden movement intheir peripheral vision obviously startled the women as they looked atthe storefront in shock, figuring out what had just happe...ed. Marcy didher best to give them a big bright smile.Their shock was followed by a series of giggles as they figured out whathad happened. On all their passes before they hadn't really looked atthis strange store simply because one look had told them that theclothes here weren't their style. Now the store and Marcy in particularhad their. Out of self-defense, Gordondid talk about some of his non-TG stuff and that seemed to make his newfriend from India happy. Meanwhile, he thought about trying his hand at something a littledifferent. Some of his favorite authors online were posting excellentstories that tried to explain to the normal world what being TG was andhow it felt. His own tales were based on the private stories he'dfantasized about since he'd first sensed his differences. They weremostly about wish-fulfillment using. So having his load inside my boypussy was something that was happening often, I loved so much how my boypussy was always sore, and feeling that satisfying pain, either walking, sitting or doing anything all I can do is keep the secret and remembering why I was sore down there, yeah a great hot fuck that I received earlier. so when He was shooting his load in me ohhh goshhh that moment was always so great, he made me go crazy, so slutty, so horny, wet, and several nights when he drop me back. She then would lead me to her room where she had me eat her pussy until her orgasm then I’d get on top of her and pound her pussy with my dick until I tired. I would then take a nap while she did her school work and fixed dinner. She’d wake me and we would eat. If it was a bath night that would take place next then came story telling. Usually we each told a story that we had heard before. She did tell a story about a mother who had an affair outside of marriage, got pregnant and then lost.