From then on, this pattern became a routine. Monday to Friday I would goto school as Steve but in the evening and at weekends I was Stacie. Atfirst ...t was embarrassing, even humiliating, being introduced, or re-introduced, to my Aunt's friends (both male and female) as Stacie whenthey came round to the house. However, after a while it became naturaland nobody ever treated me as anything other than a teenage girl, mostassuming that it was entirely my own choice to become a girl.An upside was. She just wants to keep the feeling and focus on his tongue. It is so overwhelming, as he is clenching and unclenching his fingers inside her, and she feels that she is squirting hot juice down onto his hand and bed. She is now so close and he picks up the rhythm. Her hips are not on the bed now and he puts a hand under her bum while she bucks up and down.“That's it! Go on, let it all out." Jason presses in her and all to soon she is done. The sensation of letting go, rips through her. Bouncing. ”“Oh you want me to stop?” I teased and stopped fucking her. Mom started fucking back on me, “You heard me clearly, Robby. Do that again I we’ll never do this again.” I knew she was joking. “Right mom, the fact that you are here and we are doing this pretty much tells me you’ve changed your mind. Besides what are you going to do, spank me?” “Maybe later. Now just shut up, and fuck me. I need to cum.” I started to increase the pace and really work her pussy. I started to feel my own. Anyway that she could get in and obtain the information she needed forher father; that would be great.She got roped into a conversation with some stock brokers, some withtheir trophy girlfriends. She tried her best to keep up, but after a bitexcused herself to the bathroom. As she was in there, taking care ofbusiness, she glanced at herself and then smirked. "Man what a bunch ofgreedy bastards," she stated, then corrected herself as if she struck byher previous statement, "Oh but I'm sure that.