I walked all the way to the back of the theater and took a seat in the unoccupied back row. About five minutes later I called Carrie's cell. I saw her... get up and walk to the back of the theater. She saw me and sat next to me. While we made out she started rubbing my crotch and I started feeling her breasts. I reached a hand under her skirt and worked my way up her thighs. She spread her legs apart to allow me access to her sex and I rubbed her pussy to get her wet.She moaned into my mouth as I. But theywere guys. I knew they were guys. And I'm not gay, dammit! I wasrelieved when their appointments came up ahead of mine. I also noticedthat those femmed guys had bags with them. One had a garment bag even! Why they'd bring those things into their psychiatrist's office I don'tknow. I got back to filling out my forms.Soon enough I had them done and handed them back to that sexyreceptionist. She really did have a killer smile. A while longer (Dr.Wilson must be in high demand) she. Brandon slowly buried his shaft into his wife’s fertile pussy knowing that the result of this would be a child that would be fully his from now on. No agreements would ever take this child away. As he began thrusting he also realized that his was the first time he really hoped for a boy. In light of Katy and Mel’s unique situation he knew that although he would love to have a son it was better that both babies be girls. So far Mel’s had gone according to that plan and they would know soon if. . that is...” Her eyes widened. Her nostrils flared. “Why does that smell so good?”I smiled as my little sister brought the panties to her nose. She pressed the fabric against her face and breathed in again. Her entire body quivered. Her eyes widened. She licked her lips and then inhaled yet again.“Oh, my,” she moaned. Her hips wiggled from side to side. “That’s really, really good. I mean ... Wow.”“You just love the scent of my pussy, don’t you, brat?”“I do, Sasha.” She smeared my panties.