Our first time making love is one that I will never forget. We had known each other for about three months and had been almost inseparable during that... time. However, both of us had been burned by previous relationships gone sour and wanted to try to take our time with this one. I think we both realized from that first contact that we had something very special between us, neither of us wanted to ruin the chances for a future together. It became an unspoken agreement that we would restrict our. He had comforted her, made gentle love to her, driven her back to her dorm. The next day, he'd called and asked her out for a drive. In the car he'd said, "Last night was very emotional. I'm truly sorry for what you suffered. I'm truly grateful for what we shared. It wasn't until I got home that I realized that you still haven't given me an answer, any answer." You still want me?" she'd asked.He'd needed some time to persuade her of that. They'd announced their engagement two weeks later and. I had spoken to Steve previously to see if he had a hook up on hormones. He was mixed on me taking my body to the next level. But I had made up my mind, it was the next step. I wanted softer skin. I wanted smaller muscle mass. I wanted to know if I could grow breasts. I didn’t want to look in the mirror and my body not reflect on the outside who I was on the inside. All the research I had done between the internet and speaking to the two transsexual friends I had led me to getting on hormones.. My God, she's so sexy. I've got to get me some of that. Send more pix. Love you. S'A couple of seconds later, I got another photo from my wife. She was being spit roasted. Steve had his cock in her cunt, obviously working hard to bring her pleasure, and she had one of the other cocks in her mouth. There was no commentary.My mind kept wandering all day long at work, shifting from Stacy being impaled by three cocks in a miniature gangbang, to Melissa spread out on her back, holding her legs.