"I think I would enjoy living with a man as a woman," I said. "Would you be such a man, Bill?" Oh, honey, that's what I've wanted for years," said Bil...l. "Do you know how many nights I fall asleep stroking my cock and dreaming about having a woman like you?"I smiled as I reached down between his legs and squeezed his semi-erect cock through his pants."You mean this cock, right here, baby?" That's the cock," said Bill smiling.I leaned toward him as I continued squeezing it. "I think I'd like to. Perhaps you are looking for another Michael Andrews?’ He tried to sound as apologetic as possible. ‘Colin Boyle, the President of the Great Lakes Alternative Energy Institute, in Chicago. He’s my boss,’ she whispered. ‘So… so you aren’t the Michael Andrews who works for the City of Chicago?’ ‘No. I’m afraid I’m the Michael Andrews who works in the Economics Department at the University of Chicago.’ ‘Chicago?’ Her eyes bulged, and she sounded incredulous. ‘As in, the Chicago school of economics?. Right in till me balls were banging on her crotch, “What the bloody hell size bloody candle youm been using?” I asked.“Oooh Captain,” she simpered, “That’s so, ah,” “Big?” I asked. “See being bloody fucked ent so bloody bad is it?”“Like a big warm supple candle, Surprisingly pleasant,” she agreed, “So what’s it to be lass.” I asked, “Wed me or tek brass for the bloody fuck. Once I shot me bloody load in thee its for bloody life like, if thee can’t stomach it say now and I’ll shoot me bloody. No doubt, Clitecka was listening to her god tell her how much he wanted her to suck my cock. That was fine with me. I spread my legs really wide and lowered her face to my cockhead, which disappeared between her thicky puffy negro lips. God, it was so erotic! Pretty soon, her head was bobbing slowly up and down, taking about five of my eight inches into her mouth. She was whining and moaning with pure excitement. I was busy telling myself I didn’t care how wrong or wicked this was, and.