I didn’t really get visitors, so I was a bit on edge.It was a delivery person. Confused, I opened the door a bit and greeted him, “Hello?”“De...livery,” his reply was short.“Oh, um, who’s it from?” I wasn’t expecting any deliveries, and if I were, it’d come through the mail, not a delivery service. I saw him shrug in answer, “Okay, do I need to sign for it then?”“Nope. Take it and it’s all yours. Have a great day, Ma’am,” he said before he put the small, light package in my hands, turned and. “Mmmmm” escaped her lips again as I watched her slide more the big rubber cock deeper into her mouth, forcing it back till she gagged a little. Her hips seemed to be in lock step with mine. Every increasing thrust was matched while she pumped the rubber dildo into her mouth. That big rubber cock was getting the wettest blowjob she ever gave. She pumped it with more speed and suction, as if hoping it would somehow blow a big sticky load into her throat. She released the dildo from her grip and. We embraced, body to body, soul to soul. I skimmed my hand down her body. I tweaked her nipples, caressed her skin and finally reached her cunt. Carol skimmed my body until she held my cock.We breathed into each other's face, breathing love. I kissed her mouth, her tits, her stomach, finally her cunt. I inhaled her sex. I slid one finger between her labia; she was very wet. I climbed up, kissed her and lay on top of her. It felt so wonderful our lying there, full body to full body. I. This was just before pantyhose became popular, and to this day, Istill prefer to wear stockings whenever I can. After spending a long time admiring myself in her mirror, I'dput one of her pretty slips and dresses. As this was the sixties, Iwas able to let my hair grow very long without anyone knowing the realreason why, and I loved the way it looked when I wore a dress.Following quite a lot of experimentation with makeup, I got to thepoint where I looked almost like the girl I knew I was truly.