I choseone of my curly red wigs just for fun. Just some knee high nylons and apair of the wifes gold flats I can fit into and I was ready to loungearo...und and wait for this evening. I could change out of this in lessthan a minute if I had to answer the door or if anyone visitedunexpectedly which has happened before. I couldn't put on any perfumeduring the day or I would give it away. Damn.As I thought it would, the day just passed by while I enjoyed feelingfeminine yet comfortable watching. I hated that our tops separated our breasts.The door rattled as I thrust into her.She moaned.I whimpered.It was heaven to be in her cunt. Her pussy massaged me with every one of my strokes into her. I groaned as I buried into her. I loved it. This was the life. This was rapture. Ecstasy. I shuddered, pumping away at her cunt. I fucked her with passion. I rammed to the hilt in her again and again. I filled her twat up.It was intense. Delicious. I loved it. I savored every second of burying into. I'm not into girl-girl, and I don't think Donna is normally, but she was pretty aroused by watching us, and I think she got carried away."Donna had roused by now, and she tossed her two cents in. "Yes, I did get carried away. I'd sucked all the sperm off of Steve's dick, and I still wanted more, so I went the only other place I could get to that had some. I kind of liked it, but if you didn't, I won't bother you like that again." It wasn't bad," Lana said, "but I don't think I'll be repeating. I had had a bad experience before with dating so close to home and knew better by now. One girl in particular I always noticed as she seemed to always being walking up to her door around the same 5pm time when I got home. I had dated a few trans women in the past casually and was fairly literate on spotting the subtle ‘clues’ and so I pretty much knew her gender but didn’t let on. We exchanged smiles and hellos occasionally but nothing more. One afternoon we ended up chatting at length at the.