I mean I knew that I looked somewhat androgynouswhen I wore guy clothes. It was rather usually that sometimesstrangers mistaken me for a girl. But now...with all the girlclothes, there was no doubt I am staring at a teenage girl inthe mirror.The funny feeling started coming back again. I felt so femininethat I wanted to act girlish and coy to match my appearance. Iwas like, being possessed and pranced to the counter table, withmy hands limp-wristed to get a hairbrush. I brushed out myusually. He was coming over. Ugh I had been dreaming about this day for years, not sure what to do or how, but I was going to have him. We had been talking regularly after meeting each other on my Craigslist ad I had posted. He was everything I asked, tall, lean, clean, and most importantly a 20cm cock. Oh did I mention white too? Lol anyway, I always had a thing for a football teammate of mine in high school who had the biggest dick I’d ever seen, just thinking about how my mouth would water in the. Beginning with Kayla, she held the mirror while he carefully outlined her labia, ran his finger up and down her lips until he was able to show her a rapidly responding clit popping out from them, and then finally, carefully spreading her pussy lips to show her that fruity membrane, otherwise known as a cherry. He noted that with all this playing around, she had still not shown any signs of moisture or natural lubricant, and made a mental note to remember that.Brianna and Ashley were looking at. “Are you alright?” I asked.“Oh, yes, yes, let’s go inside.” She said backing out of the car while I held my jeans from falling down and getting her door. I held her close to me as we went to the slider that I unlocked to let us in. There was a wide sofa right there and she sat and laid back on it, exhaling deeply.I moved over her and kissed and necked with her once again letting her feel my hardness against her. I sat back and asked her, “Can you take off your top?”She almost didn’t seem to.