He obviouslysaw my dilemma, chuckled and offered to open it. "Greg, no. I've begun to wear dresses, but please don't treat me like ahelpless woman,... uuuu - yet." My knuckles were white from the strain. Finallytiring of this, I handed Greg the jar. "oh poo! Ok, open it, Mr Guyman." Iwatched Greg open it with ease. I felt an odd mix of envy, remorse andadmiration. I just adored the way his biceps bulged as he twisted the cap off.Suddenly, I felt very weak and helpless - and there was a strange. Her dripping pussy drew closer. He could see the bulb of her clit. Using two fingers she spread her lips wide and he caught sight of the delicate pink folds of her insides. Her scent, it was so delightful.Gwen moaned softly, sliding Ben into her tight cunt. She closed her eyes and had to lean against the wall to stop herself collapsing to the floor. He was spreading her so wide, his limbs were moving, so small and yet so strong, feeling, rubbing grabbing and touching her in places she never. I reached over to stroke his hard cock and could hear him moaning as I stroked it. He was so hard and needed to cum so bad. I reached over and turned the jets on high and sat back. We had learned early on in owning my tub how to have amazing sex with the jets help. I continued stroking him and hearing his breathing was making me crazy. "Stand up", he says. I stood up and let him slide under me. He was in the perfect place of the jets to pound on us both. He reaches up and puts his hands on my. Tyler took this as a cue to say good bye and walk back to his room wishing he couldve said something but he couldnt understand why he longed for the embrace of this shemale he had no idea he was attracted to shemales it was scary dangerous and imagined what his girlfriend would say knowing full well she would be disgusted but tylers dick was rock hard thinking her all night and all day he almost wished she would knock on his door again. Later that night around midnight he heard another knock on.