. it never really came from her. “I’m doing something wrong?” she looks back at me, with a mild surprise.“What you mean? You d...idn’t ram it in dry so you’re fine” I shook my head “-nah it’s not that, arent you enjoying this at all?” she gave a sigh “After having dealt with grown men in diapers and fucking plenty of other stupid kink freaks, never really had the same spark baby.”My face grew to one of curiosity, as I changed. I picked up her left leg and threw it over my shoulder, with her right had she took the front of her panties and pulled the m to the side, no quicker than she did that my cock was already inside her. With every time I shoved my cock in her she pulled her panties tighter until they were about to snap. I took control and grabbed both her wrists and slammed them on the bed over her head, I bent over to kiss her and she screamed “I’m going to cum” and I start slamming my cock harder into her. .three inches. It all slipped in so easily before i bottomed her out. I heard her groan softly as i listened closely. She didnt wake up yet. My god this was so breathtaking, i starting to thrust in slowly and she suddenly moaned and grabbed me. She woke up for sure now. 'What...no..we...can't...' She gasped out as i kissed her again. She surrendered all the way now as i kept thrusting into her fine pussy. She bit her lip to keep herself quiet. Halfway through she stopped me and pushed me off. Aber ich mochte esauch, ein Junge zu sein. Wie passte das zusammen?Ich hatte schon immer ein sexy Outfit gemocht. An Biene zum Beispiel.Nun mochte ich es auch, es selbst anzuziehen. War ich nun einTransvestit? Was war das ?berhaupt genau. Anscheinend gab esTransvestiten nur bei M?nnern. Warum? Wollten Frauen nicht?Nein, Frauen konnten einfach alles anziehen, was sie wollten. EinenRock, eine Hose, oder was auch immer, v?llig egal. Alles wurdeakzeptiert. Nur ich als Junge durfte keinen Rock.