Extensive medical testing revealed that Bill was indeed a genetic male, he would never have a penis although his vaginal clitoris was of average size.... His testicles were inside his body and could never “drop” outside and he had no female plumbing other than the vagina and clit and never could become pregnant or have children. He and his family had to make a choice, did Bill want to be a boy or girl? If he chose being a girl with the biological limitations listed, he would have to start a. She was sitting behind me, suddenly she felt cold and hold me very tightly, due to her body touch which i have already imagined my penis was almost hard, while she was moving her hands by mistake or intentionally she touched my penis for a fraction of seconds… as we reach our flat she removed her dupatta, what a sight to see I could not move my eyes from her my penis was again hard and was noticed by her.She went in another room came out dry but now she was only in her kurta which was long till. He told me to fuck off. I never saw her again, but I do dream about her full and firm tits. I dream of breastfeeding on her tits.I watch porn all the time about lactation. I don’t talk about it with friends, because I think they might find me a bit freakish. I’m desperate to drink breast milk again and trying to think of a way to be around lactating women. It’s not like there is a specific place to meet these kinds of ladies. Or is there?I started searching the internet and found a dating. I humored her sometimes by complaining about M's kink-- but I too liked the exposure. I think that might have been all that kept me with the pair of them. Something about living in a permanent threesome was sexually appealing to me. Allie and I developed a rapport. Our relationship extended beyond sex. I didn't love her and I don't believe that she loved me more than she loved Mel, but we were close. From her, I felt that there was more going on in the polygamy. I could feel the detachment from.