He came out and did look abit more like a girl. To cut to the chase by the time I finished withhim he did look like a school girl. While he was puttin...g on the skirt Iput on a dress, didn't want to excite him too much.I wouldn't let him change for about an hour. We decided that he wouldwear my uniform and I would wear one too. I wanted to make out with himbut I really had a time getting him away from the mirror. Something toldme he liked what he saw. I did tell him that I was not going to dress. She covered me with her juice. She then slid her hole over my mouth and I put my tongue up into her cunt and tongue fucked her making her cum several times. I then grabbed her tits and squeezed them as I tongued her wet hole. She was moaning and moving loving my tongue when I then pushed a finger into her ass. She then screamed "Yes, finger fuck my ass as you tongue my cunt. Make me cum." I gave her a good fuck for quite a while till my step then decided he needed more action.He looked at both. She'd certainly taken her time. I found myself staring at her: the wedding dress, as she looked in her dresser for something. And expecting me to help her change.She was so beautiful in that dress. Too beautiful. That shouldn't bother me, but I couldn't help it: after all there had been that incident.Just one time: one night. I don't know what sort of mood got us to try it: I know we'd been drinking. And silly: we'd been silly that night. And somehow it had happened. And the next morning, I'd. Which is causing my mind to slip back to the mid-summer of ’07, and what took place. I got off work and caught a cab to the airport to take a trip to Fresno, and then drove back to Texas in a weekend. I landed in Phoenix and had my cell go off. It was her asking where I was. She was just now heading to the Fresno airport to wait the hour the flight would take and asking if I still was going through with this, to which I said that it was too late to turn back. Arriving in Fresno, I finally met.