Greta was in for a surprise when we got to Horn City. She had hinted that once she stopped feeding Bonny, she wanted to do me the same way I had just ...let Bea and Cora fuck me. I was now looking forward to the experience.I believed the experience changed me in small ways. I no longer fought my feminine side as much as I had in the past. For one thing, I was now happy to change to female form for sex.I was just as happy to fuck my girls as a male but I now knew their male sides needed an outlet.. Satisfied with her face; she deliberated the rest of her appearance. Asilky black gypsy top hung loosely off her shoulders; the necktiefastened just at the right tightness to ensure a fleeting glance at hergenerous D-cup breast.Her skirt had taken a longer time to decide what to wear. In the end itwas a delicate floral skirt; bias cut was chosen for ease of movementand looking at her reflection Jayne decided that was the best decisionas she gave herself a twirl in the mirror.The image was. We’d progressed from standing up to lying down, but we were careful never to do anything except kiss. I hadn’t even so much as run my fingers along the side of her breast, let alone actually touch it, covered or not.“I’m going to miss you a lot,” she sighed as we cuddled just before it was time to take her home.“I’ll miss you as well. I promise to come home and see you. In fact, I’ll be home almost right away. We don’t have class on Labor Day and the store where I’ll be working is closed. I’ll. A bitlike watching a horror film though your fingers..."Justine?" The eyes flicked up to mine, then back to the centre ofattention. "Don't forget what you have to do? I'll tell you when I'mabout to cum, so then you pull it down so you can catch the fluid inthis glass. Remember?"There is a nod of concentration, as Justine began to pump my shaft upand down. The look now is one of intense concentration and a secondhand joined the first to encompass the thick muscular shaft.I know I won't last much.