I sat there my mind confused had I crossed the line with Sandra. Then door opens omg I thought she was standing at door, she had hold me up stockings ...higheels and nothing else she beckoned me, in a trance I went over, we kissed, her lips felt like velvet, we kept kissing but our hands were everywhere. Then she whispered in my ear I want it, I want you. I went into her room and started sucking her tits, it felt so good, my hands were caressing her body. I kissed my way down her body. By now I. Instead of just diving in she took it slow, with more of her soft kisses as she licked extensive around the head and sensitive underside. When she finally started getting more interested, she didn't take me very deep, but hey, all the nerve endings are in the end, right? Then..."OW!" Oops, sorry." Yeah," I mumbled as I rubbed my wounded prick, "watch the teeth next time." However she started with the soft kisses and even gave me some butterfly kisses on the head, which I'd never had done before. Just a few minutes and I want you in me. Take me and make me yours.” I felt like this was my last step to becoming a woman. My body had changed. My mind had changed. I had taken a guy’s full discharge for the first time and loved it. There was only one thing left. I wanted his seed in me, deep in my womb. It was a wonderful experience. He went slow. I felt a bit of pressure and then he slipped fully in, no muss, no fuss. “Okay Greg, go for it! Pump me like crazy. I want you so bad baby. Fuck. ‘Okay, my real name is Bartholomew. It’s too long to use in conversation and I really don’t like to be called Bart. Sounds like an old-time cattle rustler or something.’ ‘Why would someone who does sword fighting as a hobby be concerned about appearing old-fashioned?’ She asked with fake innocence. Bill opened his mouth to make a sarcastic reply, but all that came out was ‘uh… uh…’ He hadn’t thought of fencing that way before. The redhead seemed to take delight in his discomfort and let him.