It was nearly midnight, and the young woman Eliza was lying in bed. The day had been long and tedious with her juggling work and her education, so she decided to reward herself in her favorite way. She softly stroked against her panties, her only article of clothing, before sliding her hand underneath and playing with her penis. She had been on estrogen for three years now, but it was still rather large. It was a nuisance in her transition, but it still felt so good to touch.
The Girl and the Open Window
By: atvasquez04