He shook his head, but the strength of his erection told otherwise. It pressed against me, the fire in his veins reaching a frenzy I was familiar with...—we call it the succubae stare, a look of hunger and lust that soon consumes most men into a sexual state that is rather primal compared to what humans are usually capable of accomplishing, given their rather fragile state.He started to speak, but I raised a finger, running its sharp nail around his lips as I moved his other hand to my breasts.. Everything was like a dollar or two dollars. We'll make a trip to Sears in the city to get what else we need. I found some jeans in your size and bought those for you. Your work boots are starting to get worn pretty bad, so you need to shop for a new pair for the winter."I just stared at this person who was taking charge of the domestic stuff in the house. She told me, "I deposited the check in the bank and we have plenty for utilities, payments, and food until next June after I totaled. Of course I did. Then she asked me if I could take pictures of us doing it. Yes, I could.She sat in a chair and scooted forward so that I could slip my cock into her. She was loose, she was wet, and her pussy felt great. I took my time fucking her and she took her time enjoying it. When I started to cum she had her orgasm and we reached new heights together. She gasped and I thrust, She panted and I kissed her, and then she started to groan and I thought that she was having a contraction. Lucky. As she was stroking me with one hand her otherhand went to my chest and squeezed one of my nipples. It hurt and feltgood at the same time....a sensation I had never experienced. She said,"haven't you noticed the new sensitivity you have there? Now that yourtestosterone level has dropped the estrogen asserts itself even more tomake up for the loss." I didn't understand what this meant until shesaid, "it will tend to feminize you somewhat, not in any big way, but youwill have to learn to live.