Tight....there. He moved inslowly and they were grinding in rhythm. Steffi pushed back againsthim, driving him deeper. Steffi seemed to like being peg...ged. Everythrust, and sex got better. By the end, she was screaming for it. Shecame hard, the pent-up emotions driving her.And he came. Hard.Just like Mr. Andrews had told him to do.* *All of it was because of Dave, of course. He had it bad for Jenny, bothbecause of his emotions and because of his control factor.He had been the one to bring them. That called for my finishing move. I wormed one hand beneath myself, and fed first one finger, then another, into her core. Palm up, I curved my fingers into the bundle of nerves on her anterior vaginal wall, and began to stroke her to release.“Cootchie-Coo!” I murmured into her sex. “Cootchie -Coo!”After years of marriage, I knew her triggers. It was about to pay off in a big way. She exploded, fingers taut against my scalp, legs outstretched, pelvis rocking staccato like against me. She. We'd get all dressed up and go shopping on the other side of town where nobody would recognize us. I got lots of practice at being a girl. Once Tori and I graduated, I started hormones and lived as a female full time.The problem was going to be college. I had applied for school as a boy, so it took a lot of phone calls and a couple of letters from a lawyer to get my status changed from male to transgendered. Tori and I got an apartment off campus, and for all anyone knew we were just twin. She signs out and decides to revisit that application after her date. It’s time to get waxed and the Tech that worked with her did a really good job. He made her brows razor thin and made sure he removed every single hair from her pussy and asshole. It is evident that she will have to see him regularly now. Time for her barking dogs. Chayne has never been adventurous with nail colors and usually goes with French Tips on her toes and a Natural Pink for her nails. She always overthinks whether or.