Her job was to meet with clients and solve problems. Today she had apparently failed, and it bothered her. She was under considerable stress. We talke...d for about fifteen more minutes, then she said something that blew my mind."You know..Paul, I haven't been with a man in over four years," She said, nonchalantly. "God I need to get fucking laid."Without missing a beat she asked me to stay for a bit while she went into the bathroom to change. I really needed to go, but choosing not to be rude, I. I slowly lowered onto Mark again and this time I took control and lowered all the way down so Tom could see the fat cock glistening with my juices, before lowering again and his cock disappearing fully inside me again.Slowly I raised myself to the point where the tip of Marks cock was playing around the entrance to my vagina, flicking it against my clitoris, I took Marks cock in my hand and teased my engorged clitoris with the head, as I looked down intently I held him tightly in my hand and. She felt like she was fondling herselfas she adjusted her new breasts and then pulled the shoulder strapstight. While there really was no need for shoulder straps sheappreciated the additional pull of the straps and rarely removed them.The look was really coming together now as she admired her new femininephysique in the mirror. The corset was doing its job nicely especiallywhen combined with the panties, breast forms and nylons. She was nowready to try her new heels on. Heather grabbed her. We were both eighteen and it was the blind leading the blind. She didn’t know what to do and neither did I. Remember, this was before internet porn was widely available as an ‘educational’ tool. (Author’s Note: Whether what happens in porn is reflective of how people actually have sex is another topic all together, but at least the general mechanics are there for you to see). All we had were a few softcore nudie magazines and whatever movie was on ‘Skinemax’ After Dark. We didn’t know what to.