It is the one way that I know I'm validated as a female, or as a sissy. There is always a way to see whether your nails are Lee press on's. You can al...ways tell permanent acrylic nails. And when you see them, like the hair and eyebrows that person across from me realizes, Holy shit, this is a female, or Holy shit this poor guy is stuck like this!!!!I leave the pool store, and experience the same treatment at a 'Borders Book Store'. There I have to order a book and of course stand at the counter,. While my head is reeling I am dimly aware of Kay very gently and carefully cleaning me up with some tissues, all the while telling me how much she enjoyed watching me, how surprised she ws at how much I came, and how virile I am. I am really embarrassed I haven’t held on longer and tell her so, but she shushes me and tells me that next time will be much better, just wait and see. We sit back on the sofa, have another drink, and she gently nurses my limp cock until I feel the wonderful. Uh sorry, clip! An honest mistake. But was that an honest mistake? Because what I saw was suggesting something else.As soon as she dropped the clip, she bent down to pick it up. And when she did, her tits bounced out of her body, screaming so hard to be sucked by me. They were so big and so white! How much white must her milk be when her husband sucked her nipples? Did he even do it?Only a dumb person would let a chance like that go by. Her nipples were so long and so erect. As if she was. At least he is not angry that I am reading smut, Lisa thought. She was quite upset. Annoyed with herself for her carelessness, but also miffed with Chris. It seemed as if she caught him snooping around in a place where he had no business being.There was an uncomfortable silence as both tried to find words. Whether it was divine intervention, a flash of inspiration or blind luck, Chris did exactly the right thing. He looked down at the page and read a line out loud.‘Claire felt his smooth.