Hello my dear, I’m with you again.
I’ll describe it, what kind of sensation after the operation I have now, for more than a month it has passed as my breasts have passed, I won’t hide it, or rather, the chest of ADSKO was sick, but the doctor said that it was temporary, and in a couple of weeks it would pass, only specials needed.Corset, getting used to the fact that your breasts, real female was quite difficult, the first thing, this is some kind of inconvenience, but you get used to a new image and it seems that it was always so.
The chest itself came out the size of the third, the appearance of the eyo and the location is almost one to one like the girls from birth.
While I was undergoing rehabilitation, my husband was engaged in papers, executed all the documents, t.To. With old documents, it will not appear on the street.
Especially if you get to verify the documents to the authorities, prove to them that this is your passport in a girlish guise.
Slavka, this image brings indescribable to ecstasy, and I myself am madly like it. My husband now has fun, now he almost does not break away from my chest, loves to caress her, bite the papillae, sometimes even jealousy arises, there is too much attention to his chest, and there are less attention to the rest of the places, but since I was “resting” in the hospital, so far I have “rested” in the hospital.There was no sex, but I wanted wildly, first of all I saddled the body I wish. In general, the “first” sex with the new I happened for my husband as a holiday.
I wrote down specifically a day earlier, until the official extract, what would be a gift to Slavka. Having arrived home closer to noon, the husband was at work, went, threw things in washing, and she went to cook in the evening. An hour in the bathroom with different flavors, so that I would wash off even the smallest smell of hospital days, styling, makeup, the selection of the outfit that would be visible, but at the same time and not a whore.
Having cleaned himself up, having met and finished, she began to engage in wardrobe. The choice is huge, but there is nothing to wear (I now understand the girls). My choice fell on a silk dress in a bright yellow-colored floor, with birch shoes, felts of pale blue, but I prefer to call them the “color of the sea wave”.
I chose the underwear, taking into account the fact that the breasts are “new” and she needed a corset under it, and picked up a black corset with silver patterns, the same color of the mini, and stockings with a silicone lock (I wanted without a belt).
I picked up the image so much successful that looking in the mirror there was an aphrodite, indescribable beauty, with a figure from God.
Hearing the opening of the gate. And when I saw the driving car, I ran to the living room to meet my husband, standing in the middle on the door awaited when my husband entered. When he opened the door, and saw me, he was taken aback, in his eyes he was reading surprise. Felts perplexed, but having come to his senses, he pulled out a bag of foods from his hands (he was preparing for tomorrow’s meeting), having ran up in his arms, began to kiss, and circle me in place, the feeling was magnificent, generally great when someone loves you and youWaiting. So he circled me in his arms, until I dug into his lips (I missed it already very, very). Hot kisses, frequent breathing, the reared member of her husband talked about the bottom, will be hot.
Putting me on the sofa, and attacked from the top, drowned in a kiss, with quick attempts to get rid of clothes, all in different directions flew, remaining almost what the mother gave birth to, without before my favorite blowjobs, caresses of the holes. There was a rude male pressure, from which everything trembled, the heart pounded a thousand blows per minute, with such speed without exaggeration, his fighter hosted in my hole.
I don’t know what happened to him during this time, but he fucked me like that. that the stars from the eyes were poured with such force that even standing on all fours gave their legs from the fact that they became cotton. His piston entered the very root that there was a feeling that he was getting to his stomach, but then he accelerated even more powerful, and after a couple of minutes the climax came, he pumped everything that he kept in himself for so long, my ass was flooded with this mixture until the base., already flowed while his fighter was still in me.
It was great, everything was dry in the throat, his legs are cotton, the heart beats, your man lies on you, and his fighter in you, it is divine.
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