During class, the two girls again jerked off as they had yesterday, by squeezing their legs together under their skirts. Today's jack off was better t...han yesterday's, however, because today Jenny wasn't wearing panties under her skirt, which made the feeling that much better. And today Jenny shamelessly watched Tricia's every move and facial expression, which turned her on even more.After class, Tricia leaned toward Jenny and said under her breath, "Follow me. We'll have some more fun."Since it. My wife is in the bedroom finishing up a few things when the door bell rings. My wife says answer the door even though she knows I'm completely naked. I open the door and yes it's our guest, she gasps as she takes a full look up and down my body with a pause to glance at my shaved cock that is starting to grow.I ask her in and tell her to head to the living room and that my wife will be out shortly. She sits on the love seat and I take my normal spot on the couch. There is awkward silence till. What bothered me was Laura's lack of confidence when we were together. She relied upon me to console her and comfort her. She wanted my opinion on what we would have to eat, what we would do and even how she should wear her hair. When she was away she was self assured, giving me orders as how to handle things. She conducted business during our telephone conversations, making decisions like an older sister. When we were apart she was strong but when we were together she looked to me to decide. “Sorry. I got carried away. Is being a futanari like being a boy? Just so horny you can’t think.”“I’m far hornier as a futa than i was a girl or a boy,” Chris groaned. “Fuck her, Yoshiko. Give that futa-ghost a taste of your girl-cock.” ... Yes, yes! Please, Yoshiko-chan, fuck my wet pussy and make me cum!... Yoshiko rose, keeping her hands gripping Sayuri. They moved, sliding up to the ghost’s waist. Yoshiko was half-afraid if she let go, she would lose the ghost. Her hard dick nudged.