” “Well it is certainly much more pleasurable to have you do it instead of doing it myself in a layby somewhere. I will certainly be calling round... again when I need relief.” They had both forgotten about Fatima and Sue, who were both still sat there. Sue spoke. “Maybe Mitsumi is right; you are a lesbian after all Mary. I don’t mind, in fact it could be something different for us; and at least you would get more sex than you do now. I can swing both ways, and I know that you want to get Mitsumi. ...the problem was so was she....she never had a cock before not even felt through pants.....she was less than a year older than me.I was adventurous, as soon as I saw her pussy I'd try anything from eating her grinding on her whatever I could do to make her cum.....I remember the first night I ate her pussy she came, I barely got a handjob....it was a finger and thumb job and when I said I was cumming she looked at me puzzled until she saw me blow.It didnt get any better for years. We couldnt. The thincotton blouse allowed the white lace training bra to show especiallywhen he raised his arms. With his stiff bouffant hair style and brassycolor he looked like a throw back to the fifties."Neither one of them could ever satisfy a real woman," she thoughttossing him a pair of black flats.Andy knew that he should be strongly, if not violently, opposed to whathad been done by Betty and his mother but actually liked what he saw. Achill of pleasure ran up his spine as he donned the training. The journey there was thrilling, as I was dressed en-femme as we say. It was so much fun driving through London on a warm summer’s day. I was wearing black pedal pushers, three inch heels, a corset, a black tank top, a pink, calf-length chiffon cardigan, dark hair, loads of cheap jewellery and, of course, full make-up. I thought I looked okay. Maybe passable, but you’re never too sure, are you? Most of my friends say I look pretty convincing, and could maybe pass off as a woman… at a distance.