Because I can't stop thinking about her!

(listening to the sound of Tainted Love)
When he decided to change his sex because it didn't feel comfortable, and everyone applauded, I kept quiet; remained silent because I knew that was your body as well as its rules. When you let the hair grow long and dyed it I also kept my restlessness repressed. The moment when you started hormonal treatment looking for specialists, everybody supported you but I said nothing ..., I don't know if this bothered you, even because you did not talk with me either and whenever you did so you were always laconic.
Most of the time when I thought about you, I drowned my sorrows in drink and I don't know how many nights I came home drunk and aggressive; but I knew that aggressiveness was not hatred; it was revolt..., a rebellion which I did not understand and which made me more bitter.
Then you got a job and said that I needed to live by myself because I had to have my own space; once again, everyone gave you the greatest strength while I wallowed in anger, drowning it in booze and sometimes picking fights just to get hurt. And when I came home after going through emergency care, the biggest pain wasn't physical but emotional.
All the wounds, cuts and bruises didn't hurt any more than thinking about you; I was ending up in pain, suffering and loneliness. In this situation, I had only one way ..., a path without return. Every time I saw you my heart beat hard and my roll hardened in a way that I never felt ... but you remained distant, limiting yourself to just smiling and exchanging greetings.
And while you were progressing I was declining vertically; only I didn't lose my job, because my boss took pity on me and gave me another chance.
The first sessions with the therapist didn't encourage me; that soft talk of pressure, repression and escape did not convince me. I was tired, wanting to give up everything and everyone. This specialist recommended that I find another sex therapy expert! I couldn't take it anymore and laughed right in her face.
However, a few days later I noticed that maybe she was right. The sex therapist in question is gorgeous with big boobs and juicy breasts and just seeing her made me go crazy from the hard-on ... of course at the third session I ended up grabbing this bitch; there in her office; I took her into my arms and kissed her forcefully ..., until she tried to resist but I knew that it would be too late for her
I pushed her across the table, almost ripping off her shirt and bra, exposing her big fat breasts with hard nipples begging to be sucked; fell flat on my face, sucking them forcefully, even biting at them, making the bitch scream in excitement.
I stood up and pulled off my skirt and underpants; the damned thing had a smooth, octopus-shaped mouthpiece; wasting no time with splinters to separate her legs and sinking my face into that fleshy drizzle licking and sucking from its ass all the way down to the frost which was hard as rollicks. The tramp moaned, gave hysterical shrieks, not long in enjoying the ride, drenching my mouth with that bittering taste.
After much sucking on that buzzard, I pulled my pants down, grabbed my coccyx which was stiff as a rock and started beating the molasses grotto making the bitch groan even more. "Oh! Oh! Put it in!" He put this cockroach into my pussy, you son of a bitch! Ah! Stop driving me crazy and fuck me!", she stammered exasperatedly.
The whore screamed with pleasure as I plunged the roll into her mouthpiece; and she cried even louder when I began to pound hard, pulling it out and shoving it deep in her bowels! I gave her a succession of intense mockings, feeling her honey drip on my cock; and after beating that bitch's whip long enough, I felt a shiver; my muscles contracted and I laughed! As she hadn't been enjoying herself for very long, I poured a voluminous load of shit inside the gut of this woman who was twitching from delight, murmuring in an intermittent voice.
I let my roll wither until it flowed out of the bitch, and saw my semen leak from its reddish hole and curled up by my stick; sat in an armchair and lit a cigarette while she gathered herself together as best she could. "That's what you needed to release your anger!" she remarked, holding her hair high on a stocking.
- If that were all, a cheap whore would have the same service! <unk> I answered with irony, swallowing my cigarette.
- I don't think you understand, do you? <unk> she pondered in her professorial tone <unk> It is not me that you want to fuck ..., it is her!
"You're mad, woman! How can you say that?" I replied in a threatening tone.
-Look, you can lie to me but not to you <unk> she asserted firmly in her voice <unk> What you need is solve it ..., resolve with her!
Armed with an overwhelming desire to put my hand in her face, I preferred to extinguish the cigarette and close my trousers before losing my head; I wandered into a liquor store where I asked for some whiskey. When he brought me that drink, I looked at it and felt a pain in my chest: "That son of a bitch is right!"
And that's the day it all happened; I went to your apartment and rang the bell, you opened the door and smiled. I looked at her and saw how beautiful she was! That tiny sweater and delicate panties drove me crazy. "Hi! Are you okay?" You asked smilingly and affectionately.
You still tried to resist, untie yourself from my arms, but I squeezed you tightly and sought your lips; it seemed that you didn't want me; you tried to turn your face away from mine; I faced you and looked into the depths of your eyes. "It is no use running!
We kissed madly, repeatedly, with our tongues wandering in our mouths and my abused hands walking over your body feeling your shapes; after a while I walked away and waited; without saying anything you took off the sweater as well as underwear displaying your nakedness to me. "Do you like me ..., so ... how am I?" she asked, hunched up looking at the ground.
-Yes ..., yes, I like you! <unk> answered eagerly <unk> I love you so much and want you!
You then came to me and we embraced, drowning in kisses and caresses; I took you on my lap and carried you into the bedroom, depositing her affectionately upon the bed; I removed my clothes and lay down over you, feeling your warmth as well as your desire; you looked at me and smiled, spreading out your legs and letting me scrub myself tasty.
I looked at your succulent breasts and gazed upon those shivering nipples that did not take long to feel the taste of my eager, warm mouth while you whimpered softly, stroking my hair and telling me how much you had yearned for this moment. Only after I sucked on your boobs a lot did you react by making me lie down beside you as you climbed over me, snaking until it was nestled between my legs.
When I felt your little mouth swallowing my cock, I went mad with excitement, moaning and holding his head not forcibly but only to caress her silky hair; you sucked my roll so voraciously and masterfully that I was unable to restrain myself, twisting my body back and forth; your hands squeezed my balls arousing me even more! After a long time, I asked you to go slow because I didn't want to have fun yet.
"Where do you want to have fun, my love? ..., tell me..., where?" <unk> You asked in a soft and insinuating tone.
-I want to mock inside you! <unk> I answered, while holding your face in my hands.
You smiled exultantly and stood crouching over me; you held my mast by the hand, and descended upon it; I felt you brush your little hole with the head of the scroll, and then gave a slow sit down; I glared when I sensed the resistance of penetration, and moaned like mad when at last my scroll rolled you up nice. Still croaking, you went up and down while its grill swayed in front of my face; I completely lost my composure and spat out that thing which was hardening into my mouth, taking myself seriously; I sucked hard and it was incredible as we enjoyed each other at the same time! I felt his joy trickle into my mouth and was hallucinating!
We rested for a while and I lit a cigarette, even with you complaining about this bad habit of mine. We talked a lot and I told him how sorry I was that I didn't support you as you needed me to be by apologizing for my ignorance. You smiled and caressed my chest without saying a word although your look said so much.
We went to bathe together, and you soaped me by stopping on my limb which soon gave signs of life as I felt your warm hands manipulating it with incredible dexterity; we kissed each other while you punched me, making my roll harder every time!
You then got down on your knees and started sucking me; I leaned against the wall of the box, closed my eyes, savoring the moment. "No one knows how to suck a roll like that!
"You are the man I've been waiting for!" you replied in a caring and sincere tone, smiling with watery eyes.
I was surprised to hear that, and restrained myself from crying. You stood up, turned your back on me, opened your legs and stepped onto your juicy ass. "Come..., come fuck me hot! I want you inside of me ..., today and always ...", you said between voluptuous sighs.
"You are mine, my woman, my wife", I whispered in your ear before groaning and feeling the joy come over me filling you with my semen.
(...) We are embraced on the living room couch; you're naked to me, smiling and kissing me affectionately, while I caress your juicy breasts.
-Of course I remember <unk> you replied, smiling and looking at me with an air of happiness <unk> How could I forget this day when I became the happiest female in the world!
I insisted, even though I knew the answer.
-But of course I'm serious, Dad <unk> you replied even more smiling <unk> After everything we went through ..., it was you that I always wanted for myself!
"Thank you, my love!" I said with a hoarse voice and watery eyes. Now I understand that you weren't a boy...you were born to be my girl! My beautiful and very hot female!
The song "Tainted love" was flowing in the air!