I have so many memories; memories of the girl that I was not mean tobe.I dressed on my tan Panty hose that had some runs, and my jeans, thenmy hair on... a bun and went downstairs where my mother was.She greeted me with a smile and we continue to pack our things inboxes, after all we don't have a lot, a lamp here and there, plates,glasses, etc.We hardly filled one U-haul truck.All arranged the movers emptied our house of all our belongings leavingus with only one bag of clothes for a week, tonight. Mike blacked out for a few seconds and when he came too Brian was sittingon the edge of the desk and holding out a glass of water. Mike took theglass in trembling hands and sipped the cool liquid."How Much?" he asked."How much what?" Brian replied a little confused.Then he realised what Mike meant."Oh! You mean how much money?" You silly girl I don't want your money!" Brian laughed."First off; I am not in the least bit gay; but those pictures have piquedmy interest in transvestites," Brian. ...I love the taste of your cum more...and I'm hungry. I move one of my hands from your thigh to under your ass for stability.I take you in about an inch, then pull back out, then down another inch, and out again. This must be agonizingly pleasureable for you.I've finally got you entirely in me. And I pause there to hum a bit. You shudder and moan in ecstacy. I start bobbing up and down. but always leaving your head in my mouth. I wouldn't want to lose any of your cum, now would I? This goes. I did well to keep from cumming in her before I was ready. After a few minutes, Louise rolled off of me, "Oh, Baby, that was so good. I loved that." I told her to untie me so we could move onto the next phase. She obediently undid the ropes which bound me to the bed. Once freed, I rolled her over onto her back and buried my still hard cock into her. There was only one way I wanted to fuck her: Hard. I grabbed both her legs and threw them over her head, pinned her knees close to her head.