Enough second guessing, Mr.Becker is already waiting." She pushed me out.Mr. Becker turned out to be a good natured man. Really refreshing afterthe ps...ychologist. He was short and had a definite beer belly. His hairwas already rather sparse. He wasn't exactly a beauty, but overcame thatwith his friendly personality.Within two minutes I had lost my fears and agitation. Later it becameclear to me that he was a professional. Constantly surrounded by agitatedgirls he had learned how to deal with the. Did you expect me to fallhead-over-heels?" No, Melinda. But I didn't expect you to fall heels-over-head, either," shesnapped.I may have had a female body and done the ultimate female act, but I stillwas man enough not to want to 'share my feelings', especially about somethingso personal. Would I ever start doing that? Mom backed off. Over coffee, Itold her about the civil ceremony and moving in. I asked her not to come. Iwanted the wedding where I wore a gown and stuff to be the 'real. I felt her hands in the waist band of my togs. They fell easily to the ground, as Becky pushed the door closed behind me.My cock was full at attention, Becky kneeled down in front of me, and closed her warm mouth around my cock. her tongue flicked my glans as her warm lips slid up and down my length. I could feel my cock stiffen in her mouth as she moaned.Becky let me cock fall from her mouth, and sat on a chair. She spread her legs wide apart, and slipped a finger between her pussy lips. Her. Eventually, she came to life with a shuddering breath, moaning her next words into Alejandro’s sweaty hair. “God, that was so much better than I’d ever hoped or imagined. Thank you for giving exactly me what I wanted, exactly the way I wanted it. Thank you for caring about me, but even more for getting past the rough parts, ruining my holes, and making me a whore for those beautiful, beautiful cocks. But there’s just one problem,” she added, nibbling and chewing on the photographer’s.