I was up for more oral,exploring n stroking but that was enough for me !!!Mike dimmed the light then lay down beside me.He smiled,told me to relax and... slid a hand under my t-shirt,his touch electric as his fingers brushed my skin.Laying back n enjoying how it felt he looked me in the eyes,smiled then leant forward and kissed me.I almost jolted with sudden shock and recoiled.This was not what I wanted,men don't kiss.He leant in again his lips brushing mine and it felt strangely good.My lips. Everyday a girl and at night a girl. I am a sissy little miss. A pretty princess lady.He started to beat off like crazy, careful to have a towel nearby. I am a pretty sissy giirrrlll! I love dresses and skirts and panties and makeup. I want a pretty girls pussy and girlish tits! I'm such a damn fine babe fox I'm a panty waist girlish sissy missy giirrlllll Again he came into the towel. Again he had the feeling of depression and the desire to dress and be a girl left him. He could have taken. ‘What if I wake her and she doesn’t know who I’m?’ he whispered to Max who stood behind him. ‘You’ll never know unless you try man,’ Max said and then continued after wiping a tear from his own eye. ‘If you don’t call her name I will.’ Ben hesitated briefly then out of nowhere a deep quiet voice called out, ‘Laura? Laura Habernack,’ He whispered as he touched her shoulder gently and called her name again. ‘Laura, hey baby it’s me, it’s Ben. Wake up Laura.’ Ben and Max both jumped when Laura. Her body reacted exactly as it should, and we fell to a wonderfully frantic rhythm, forcing ourselves together and apart, sweat lubricating our bodies, sharply broken plant material preventing any sort of comfort.We pumped. Up and down. In and out. We didn't speak, unless moans qualify. I'd looked at her for weeks, and we'd only ever done this in my mind. In reality, her breasts were bigger, her thatch was darker, her gloriously desperate cunt was tighter. In reality neither of us were going to.