She cum soon and again pressed me with her legs against her crotch so I couldn’t move. When she released it was my turn to cum. I didn’t waste any... energy any more. I started stabbing into her with all the speed and length I had. She was going crazy for her climax didn’t finish entirely yet. I must have loaded at least five good portions of cum into her. After that I lied down on top and still inside of her like dead. Her body was shaking. I could feel my cum and her juices running from her. The day she arrived I had everything ready, lots of books, dvds, and plenty of food for her. It sucked that I couldn't be close to her, hug, kiss, or anything else, but we had to be safe. Since our Rvs were close we could each sit outside on the respective decks and talk. I told her a little about John, leaving out anything about sex. She asked if he had a girfriend and I told her I thought he had some friends nearby. John came back from the store, and introduced himself from a distance. We all. When Mrs. Block arrived she was awed over the change in hisappearance. She showered praise on him for allowing the changes. Hewas afraid to tell her why he'd allowed it. He didn't want her toknow it was only because he figured that was the fastest way to getback to being a man and dressing as a man and watching television. He did the living room carpet, a daily chore. Then she told himtoday was laundry day. She showed him how to sort the clothes andtold him she always did the whites first,. A few hours from the village, she thought of something she hadn't even considered before. What if they didn't live there anymore? It was possible her parents could have packed up and moved off but not likely. Her father was like most of the people who lived in the village and nearby. They were born here, lived here and then died here. She dismissed that possibility shortly after considering. No, her parents were going to be there, dead or alive, but they'd be there. She knew it.She decided to.