The shower was steamy and I didn’t know who it was. I said “I’m in here!” and wiped a bit of the shower door so I could see through the steam ...ho it was. Sarah was standing there, taking her bikini off and saying “I know, that why I came in.”. She came in the shower next to me, naked, and acted as if it was nothing. She said she’d put shampoo in my hair for me if I helped her too, and I agreed. It eventually went from washing each other with soap all around the body to fingering/handjobs to. "Mmmmff!" I groaned and gasped again as Madge continued rubbing while thegleaming white satin swished. I could see the mirror on the dresserthrough the sheer gleaming nylon stretched tightly over my head and seemy wide, glaring eyes and see Madge holding me tightly as she humped mewith her hands like a woman.I felt the surge begin to build and tried even harder to get lose but itwas hopeless now and I began to panic. "Mmmmmm, a little more sweetie? Alittle more Princess?" she cooed in her. ”“I know.”“I loved it. I wanted it. No guy ever wanted to. I think I love you.”“I think I love you, too. To be honest, I’ve never really had sex. Girls have sucked me off, but when I suggest pussy, they are intimidated by two dicks.” Matt was not lying.“I love your dicks.”“Should I drive you home?”“Yeah…I need some sleep.”“Okay.”Matt helped her into the front passenger seat, where she continued to sit, drained of energy. He rolled down the window for her, and let her get cold wind against her. I started going through my feminine wardrobe, built up carefully over the years to keep my cross-dressing habits out of my mother's view (she's so closed-minded about 'alternative lifestyles' I could just cry sometimes). I pulled out my matching black nylon bra and panty set, then reached up onto the closet shelf and pulled down the boxes with my breast forms. After laying the items out on my bed, I started the dressing process by shaving, then taking a nice, warm shower to clean all the.