...what do you mean?" I asked her, tryingto muster up some kinda defence but failing very miserably atthat, especially when I was blushing cheek to ch...eek."Well Jess showed me the photos of you dressed up, and I for onemust admit that you do look very passable as a girl. But I knowdeep down inside that men dressed as girls have no ideas onbehaviour and other such things like that. Not that I am anexpert in the department but I do have a degree in shopping101," she said with a smile. It was. "First she moved over me and we kissed passionately, I felt her freebreasts touching my tiny bumps. She had released the zip of the reddress and somehow we managed to get it off and over my head withoutupsetting the wig."I want to ride your cock reverse Isadora," as she positioned my penisand she slid down onto my thighs I felt her wetness as her hand reachedand rubbed my tip along her soaking slit. I wanted to help her but sheseemed to want to handle the penetration as she continued to rub. I got nailed by three dudes. Three!”“I saw,” he murmured with his head turned away.“Hey, no-no, you look at me.”He stayed put.“Look. At. Me.”Bill faced her.“There’s cum on the floor. Why is there cum on the floor, Bill?”He squeezed his eyes shut, folded his lips and breathed audibly.“I’ll tell you why. Because you jerked off to me getting fucked, didn’t you?”“Frankie, I–”“Didn’t… you?” She stepped close enough that her sharp breathing rippled Bill’s shirt.“Frankie, let’s forget about thi–”“Shut. Cock and tits and we fucked harder then fucking was legally allowed, I think, but it was great and the sweat poured down off us. Sweat and more sweat ran down off her and I wanted more sweat. And when it was all over, we ran for the showers. In the showers, we were surprised to discover… We fucked even more. This wasn’t friendship. This was madness. We were attracted to one another. And we loved it. We loved one another. And it was our first date too. “Wow like are you always like that Fred?”.