Jean and Sherrie decided on asophisticated upsweep, and hoped that they'd have enough hair to do itright. It took a while but Sherrie was finally done..., and even thoughBobbi couldn't see the result, his mom's smile made him think it mustlook good.Now on to the make-up; Bobbi was talking to Sherrie like she was an oldfriend. Bobbi was filling her in on his journeys outside as "Bobbi" andhow much fun "she" had. Bobby was now Bobbi. Jean sat in the corner andmarveled at the mental transformation as. It seemed that Gerry had taken at her word. She had heard nothing from him for three weeks. In many ways that was a relief but at the same time she missed him: his cheerfulness, his warmth, his gentle teasing. It was no good crying over spilt milk. She had made her decision, which she still thought was the right one, and must live with the consequences. That did not make her any happier though. She felt bereaved almost as she had when Gwen had deserted her. What had she done to deserve to go. I grabbed her by the leggs and then placed the head of my cock to her tight little asshole. I have a large mushroom head and she winced, moaned and screamed alittle and I pushed myself inside of her. It took a few minutes of trying as gently as possible to get my entire cock into he tiny little hole. once she got used to me she got into it. I fucked her hard. Then we tried many different positions. Her on top, doggie style my favorite. I remmeber her telling to stop because I am to big! Thats. Later in night, she whatsapp me for apologizing. Sooner I pretended to be normal, she again started kidding me with older ladies. That night we chatted till 2 am, which was not usual from her, because, we hardly chat longer. So around 2 am, I thought of giving my try. I asked if by any chance, can I massage you. I think she was waiting for me ask her. She replied with a shocking smiley. Then later she said no and started saying I have gone obsessed with massage.Then I insisted her again to give.