It wasn't necessary; she did it herself and the first huge shot of cum raced from by balls and into her throat. I continued to shoot into her mouth an...d I noticed her rubbing her clit for all it was worth."Go ahead and come while you swallow it whore, that's what a real slut would do".She started shaking and exploded into orgasm as the last few spurts of my semen found their way into her belly. I let go of her head and collapsed back into the chair, nearly exhausted after one of the most intense. Of course I wasn't taking any birth control pills ... after all, I used to be a man! I don't have ovaries! I can not be pregnant.But it kept happening and I kept getting sick in the morning. Since I always woke up before Michael in the morning (so I could make coffee, fetch the paper, and prepare a light breakfast), I was able to conceal it from him pretty well. Only a couple of times he woke up to find me in the bathroom. "Probably something I ate," I explained.One day, I couldn't stand it, I. ???? We started to enjoy the bath, pouring mugs of cold water on each other. I tell you guys, the experience was totally of a different world. I was barely pouring any water but was sliding my hand throughout her magnificent figure and discovering almost each inch of her body. All of a sudden, with a wicked smile on her beautiful face she clutched my balls. I felt a shock wave running down my body. To compensate the element of surprise she planted a swift but impacting lip kiss. I was lost in. I would watch some porn during the day for my fix and spunk but any relief I got from my orgasm didn’t last long like any drink or d**g the effects become less adding to my wanking addiction . Even though I hadn’t met anyone there were phone calls from couples and women who had answered my adverts talking about sex always ending with another wank , My diary says 10 wanks today .there was always plenty of precum but the spunk had all but gone, the only way to stop wanking and cumming was to.