My Indian Sister Craves My Cock

Sally insisted I spent Sunday 'practising being Maria'. So first wehad to put my feminine lower half back. The prosthesis was lying in acorner of our bedroom where it had been carelessly discarded the nightbefore. It looked like a flesh-coloured flotation device, or maybe arubber girdle for a fat woman.I took it into Maria's bathroom to wash it while it was still insideout. Then I hung it up to dry while I took a shower - my first withboobs. Ingrid had said that I could wash all my prosthetics as thoughthey were real flesh. Hot water and soap wouldn't affect them, sheclaimed, and I put that to the test.I borrowed Sally's shower cap as I really didn't want to get all mynew hair wet, as Sharon had advised.After my shower, with a towel wrapped round me in the women's mannercovering my breasts, I studied my face in the bathroom mirror. Mylips had stopped hurting, though they were still swollen, and ofcourse they were much thicker now with the filler. I hardlyrecognised myself. My. My Tip met her Vortex. Susan used her hands and feet to force me forward. There was little resistance to my entry. One smooth push had the fullness of Man in the well of Woman. The differences in our heights did not allow us to kiss. When I was in her, the crown of her head was just under my chin. Her mouth was in my chest. I held myself up on my hands to look into her eyes. I understood the difference between making love and having sex. I cannot explain it. It is different for every one. I learned its true meaning for me.After a pause for our bodies to adjust to the new condition, movement started. Inexperienced as I was, I let Susan set the pace. I let my primal Man do what Nature implanted.The pace started at a gentle walk. I watched the rise and fall of her chest. Her breast brushed mine when her lungs were filled. I watched the pulsing of the veins in her neck. I willed my body to match hers. I concentrated on her eyes. I kept my movements in time with Susan’s. Our hips moved in.
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