"Look, this is the most comfortable thing we can offeryou, this is much better than wearing a T-shirt."Patty said."Besides, no one is going to see you, remember Al isaway for the weekend so it will be just us girlshere." Monica added.James said, "-Like- alright, besides I have to take aleak."The pressure in his bladder reminded James that he hadsomething to take care of. Quickly, he latched thedoor, then glided into the bathroom. He slid the tightdress skirt up a bit and rolled the panties down onhis female thighs. James turned toward the toilet andautomatically reached toward his crotch. And came upempty-handed. Half-blushing, James reached down,lowered the toilet seat, then turned and sat. He satpuzzling for a second; how did this body work? But hefound that the same muscles worked for his new woman'sbody as had worked for his male body. The nextchallenge - to wipe himself dry. James realizedquickly why women insisted on soft toilet paper as hepatted his genital area dry. And why. The moment my nuts popped I felt the surge rushing through my cock, and at that very moment I felt Denise’s lips tighten around my knob, and I heard her deliciously little moan from deep in her throat as my first shot strung her tongue. She made that same delicious moan with a little more intensity each time I squirted in her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed, sucking hard to milk all she could, and she swallowed every drop.I felt like she was turning me inside out. It was an intense orgasm. My scrotum deflated like a leaky balloon, and my dick softened from a rock-hard beast to a limp and sorry state of masculinity. Denise turned to face me, and cum was smeared around her lips and chin. I drew her to me and kissed her lightly, tasting my jizz on her lips. She smiled when I licked my spent semen from her chin. Her smile was like sunshine. I kissed her again, deeply this time.I was truly drained, but not finished, by any means. Even though I had just shot what seemed like a pint of spunk.
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