"Do you like it?" he asked next. I chuckled to myself. Learning who Itruly was had been the best thing to happen in my life. I couldn'timagine stumbli...ng through the rest of my life like I had been the lastsix years. I knew without a doubt in my heart that I was female, that Ihad always been female. And I did like it. I would never go back."Yes," I replied confidently, and I recalled my conversation with Austinbackstage in Salt Lake. Logan looked even more intrigued at my answer."Why? Do you. Sarah put Sammy in front of the TV and marched up the stairs and to Mr. Wheeler’s office. Her resolve vanished as she raised her fist, ready to pound on the door. Instead she tapped at the door meekly. She heard voices inside then footsteps nearing the door. It was opened and Mr. Wheeler gestured for her to come in. He was on the phone. Sarah walked past him into his office. She shivered slightly at being so close to him. He closed the door and returned to his desk. It was a simple wooden table. "To say how wrong I was has to be the understatement of all time! As soon as I got his pants open his big black cock emerged and immediately enthralled me. My hot white married pussy got so wet just looking at the amazing midnight hued cock in the dimly lit carport. It was thick with protruding veins and was getting harder and longer as I held it. With open-mouthed amazement I watched it grow in my hand while feeling his big thick black mamba getting as hard as a steel pipe."Are you. ”“Oh, I’m so sorry, my apologies…”“And,” she went on relentlessly, “I could feel your eyes willing my top to blow open.”“I am so embarrassed. A true gentleman should never—””No problem,” she interrupted. “I just wanted to make sure you’d appreciate this.”Before I could add another word, she took both hands off the wheel, grabbed her little spaghetti straps and pulled them off her shoulders revealing her perfectly shaped tits. Her nipples were set in small, dark brown areolae, and there were.