“Have you and Bill talked about having children? Do you think you’re ready for that?” “We haven’t talked about it, and I’m sure I’m not ready.” “When you are, it’s easy enough to remove the implant.” “Thank you. I’ll keep that in mind.” I guess the pink pill really had done its work. I was fully, functionally female. I couldn’t teen bring myself to think about getting pregnant. I was still getting used to being female and fucking Bill nearly every day, often more than once. As I sat at my desk in the office, I realized that my birth certificate, driver’s license, work history, all my ID in fact showed me as a male. I’d held off driving anywhere, which seldom mattered since Bill drove us everywhere we went together. What if I drove and was stopped by the police? If they anal asked for my license, I’d pull out one that had my old picture and said I was a guy. My ass would sure end up in jail – the only question being whether they threw me in a cell with women or men. If someone got digging in my work history or my past in any way, all they’d come up with prior to about two months before was a guy. Bill paid for most everything, so I had money in the bank, under my male name. I could pay for and apply for a name change, and apply to have my birth certificate changed. What are the odds of me doing that without anyone finding out? While I was trying to decide what to do, Bill took me off on a great vacation week. I didn’t have any vacation accumulated, but he got the company to give me some anyhow. When you’re a senior blonde VP, you have pull, and Bill Hardcore was and he did. We took a company jet and flew to a Florida vacation resort. I was concerned about flying since that would require ID, if I was on a commercial airline. Not on the company plane though. It was a fantastic resort, luxurious, and Bill and I were treated like we were really important. He really was, but I only was because I blowjob was with Bill. Back home, I began to accept that, there was no chance of me going back to being a guy, but being a woman had its own set of problems. I felt like I was crying as the drops ran down my cheeks. I bit back a loud scream, barely remembering our blonde mother was in the house. So she decided to go and apologise for her behaviour. Well shit. “Yeah, his name is Rocco Seefreed or something like that. She kissed me, then looked me straight in the eyes. He mulled around behind her a while, just sniffing and trying to figure out what to do. I know how they feel and can read their thoughts. I arched an eyebrow, still twisting her nub, seeing her futa-pride crashing across her face. The Officer roared with laughter, he had asked, she had not known it was he. “Mmm, you like it when I do that?” Mom cooed. Once Dan had taken Parsons to the staging area the road was sealed off by state police who permitted only the two huge ore haulers and official vehicles through. They got to enjoy the pool only a week before going off to camp for three weeks. At the top, there was a wide plateau with an amazing view that I took a few minutes to admire before continuing on my way. What… oh, shit… my chest hurts…” She turned her head back and looked up at him, finding he was watching her as he shook the droplets off his dick, seemingly expecting something. I went upstairs, shaved and showered and dressed before having a bite of teen lunch. Thomas Hardcore replied a wicked smile on his face. In fact, I found it hard to blowjob believe that my wife was anal head-over-heels "in lust" about having sex with him. “You asked for it.” I said. “Cali,” Vanessa groaned, squirming in her chair. “But we’d better start soon. My eyes squeezed shut. I tried to see if Jason had one and it was clear that he had a good one already. "I don't know," Evan said. What I seen next will stay with me for the rest of my life.