But it was many years ago and thosethings were not as common as they are now. Anyway, his parents were open-minded. They were about to arrange the all... necessary steps for your Dad'sSammie's transition. She was fourteen and she spent her summer vacationhere with me and my parents. Sammie's parents were about to move here tooand let Sammie attend the High School here with me as a girl." I don't know what happened. Maybe they panicked or maybe their doctor hadconvinced them otherwise. When Sammie. Apparently the problem was that Jay loved it and they’ve been trying to recreate her gusher ever since, without any luck. She asked if there was a trick to it and wondered if I could help her out. I responded that even though my wet orgasms are occurring more frequently, I have no control over it. It’s not as if I can turn it on and off like a faucet. I did however, joke that I could probably make her cum if she let me play with her. To my surprise, that’s exactly what she had in mind. It seems. . a hole..."Adam smiled and explained, "They come in a broad array of different shapes and sizes, Michael. Ours are both full and large from many years of receiving each other. You won't need to exaggerate very much when you come to paint our puckers!"I smiled back and nodded eagerly. This project was turning out far more interesting than I'd assumed. Painting the two of them as aroused and eager to penetrate while at the same time portraying their mutual willingness to receive one another. She sat down at our table with a confidence far beyond her fifteen years and smiled at me,"Well?" Well what?" Is that better?" Is what better?" I've pulled my skirt up, took my bra off and my panties are in my purse" Cross your legs" My stocking tops will show" Yes" I grinned, "I know"She did as I asked and then smiled over my shoulder,"There's a man behind you looking at me" What can he see?" Just the top of one stocking" Not your cunt?"I thought she was about to choke as she coughed, but I'd.