Allison rolled onto her back, bracing her head against the couch so she could continue watching me watch them as I stroked myself. Marjorie slipped a ...second finger into her sister, carefully working it in and out and then in a circular motion. With her fingers still inside, she then leaned and, while still staring at me, she ran her tongue over Allison’s clit. I watched as Allison began raising her hips, pushing up to her sister’s mouth, her pussy lips moving in and out with Marjorie’s two… no. One night, about 6 months in, Kelly turned to me, and asked, 'Lilly, youseem happy like this. Happier than I have ever seen you. Have you everconsidered maybe going ... further?" she asked, with a raised perfecteyebrow. "What did you have in mind?" I asked in return. "I was talkingabout maybe you becoming more of a woman, physically. Specifically, femalehormones." she finished with a grin. I paused, seriously considering itfor the first time. "what about kids? I always figured we might, you. It was a battered Toyota Corolla that was ten years old and had nearly a hundred and fifty thousand miles on it. I'd purchased the car a year after getting my driver's license. It's paint was faded, it's interior trashed with yellow upholstery and springs showing through multiple holes in the seats. The heater didn't work and the engine was covered with so much grime and oil that it actually smoked while it was running. I treated that car like shit. I changed the oil only when I thought about. She will leave you completely satisfied in every possible way, touching you gently and leaving tiny kisses all over your body. She expects nothing in return but only exists for your pleasure. Being with her for the night makes you believe in fairy tales and happy endings, easing your mind and soothing all your scars. She likes it missionary, staring into your face as she makes you breathless, making you levitate, and softly, sweetly caressing you as you both fall back into the cloudlike bed,.