You'll hurt yourself with your dick so hard in those tight jeans. Then I want you to play with yourself."Even though I was having the best sexual expe...rience of my young life with this woman, I hesitated a bit at removing my pants. I was worried I might not be enough for her.Seeing my hesitation, this sexual goddess of a woman says "don't worry. I'll be joining you." And with a little grin on her face she stands up and starts to wiggle out of her faded work jeans shaking her hips to pull them. Lots more.The other Jan returns tomorrow. Only one of us can be her, and it'sgoing to be me. This is who I am now, and this is who I'm staying. Sunday 2nd JulyI changed back to Ed last night for the first time in days. It feltreally odd, both unpleasant and uncomfortable, but it had to be done. Ihave to meet the other Jan as Ed, and I needed to allow twelve hours toelapse before doing so if my plan was going to work. The most difficultpart was pretending to be male - hiding my feminine. "Lady Blanchforth, what brings you back in such haste." Madame asked as we walked in."Miss Harcourt thinks she can amuse the militia with her singing," I explained."Indeed?" Madame enquired, "Why, her playing would scare away every rat or mouse in the maison." The Harpsichord needs tuning," Grace complained petulantly. "Mother has a very fine instrument," I suggested, "So may I suggest you practice at home until Madame has this one tuned." "Yes," she agreed, "I am in need of practice." Then you. "You've learned very well slut, in a very short period of time."With my cock still in her mouth, and between deep gasps of breath, she mumbled, "Thank you Sir."Taking that as my cue, I began to thrust into her throat with a slow, but steady rhythm. Each time Lisa would gag on my cock, it would send a pulse of pleasure shooting up my shaft and into my balls. I knew I was close to cumming, but I wanted to do something different this time. Pulling out, I order Becky, "Over her slave. I want you on.