As soon as we got home Karen took me to my room to change into a nice girlydress. As my male clothes were taken off I became so relaxed and content.Ka...ren dressed me in a red pleated skirt, white satin blouse and whitesweater and Mary Jane's.Karen assisted Aunt Mary to pack her clothes. It was a tearful good bye whenAunt Mary left to go to the airport. Karen drove her to the airport. Mommyand I went up to her workroom where she showed me what she was busy making.It was an evening dress for. Only years of good fitness training could keep me from passing out from the sheer overwhelming sensations my body was feeling as I fucked him. My hips bucked faster as my body moved slower, giving each of his multitude of inches just a little more squeezing sensation as I ravaged myself upon his rod over and over, my screams were getting louder then my drill-line shouting earlier, which is an impressive feat. My language only got more belligerent to match his thrusting. “ YOU CALL THAT. ..uggh. That seemed like a pretty advanced precedure for a newbie like me. He must have sensed my hesitancy and said that we could meet, see how it goes and work up to that. Good plan, I thought.We made plans on a wednesday evening to meet at his condo in Venice after they went to dinner with friends and had a few drinks. I was both nervous and excited but went ahead and texted him that i was downstairs. He came down in the elevator and explained the simple rules: it's all about her, condoms. .but&hellip,there was much more to it than that. Sam was a very horny girl. The word spread quickly that a sleep over at her house and she would give you a finger orgasm anytime. I found this out thru another dad whos daughter told him she got a finger job at our house and she liked it. I told him is was just girl talk and we laughed about it&hellip,.but&hellip,I knew it was true. ….. Not only Sam but other girls fingered each other a lot. I verified it by listening to the wall in my den, which.