I love the way I can tell how my kissing your nipples feels. There is something in your breathing, and the way your body moves that lets me know you l...ove it.I kissed your tummy, you know I love kissing your tummy. I followed a line down to the top of your pants. In a hurry to get to your pussy, I pulled them down a little, amazed that I could see you like that, exposed on the picnic table beside the river.Your pussy was shaved, of course I knew that, but seeing it, not just feeling it was. The two hands grabbed her hips and lifted, pulling her to her knees. Her face rested on the floor and her ass stuck in the air. She felt his cock tease her pussy, his head rubbing against her clit, sliding against her lips, coating itself in her juices, but never slipping in. She started to whine and moan, hating herself for giving in so much to him.”Say it,” she heard him whisper. “Just say it.” She whined and moaned and tried to move her hips onto his cock, but never succeeded. Finally, she. She didn't stop until she was entirely nude and then I had her lay on the floor.I moved forward to kneel next to her and stared down at her body. Her breasts had flattened out and didn't look as big. Her pussy had changed since the last time I had seen it years ago. She had hare down there and the lips were fuller and darker.She looked up at me and spoke for the first time, saying please don't fuck me. I told her I was not going to fuck her but would make her feel good like I had. " Just remember, once you have implants you will not be able to go out asa man any more. Once you have breasts, even if they are smaller thanmine, or Allison's, men's clothes just won't fit you anymore, especiallyif you are taking female hormones as well." I'm fine with that, Tiffany. I don't want to wear men's clothesanymore."Also, a women's wardrobe costs much more than men's clothes, since youneed many more outfits, including high heels, flats and boots. Frillyundergarments are much more.