.. I think."Then I was doing her hips, and the tips of her iliac crest, and her stubbly mound, and those fleshy labia were right there in front of me....gain, I delayed, unsure of myself. I did her hips and thighs and legs."You want another foot rub?" I asked."No," she said, and I realized she was panting. Her eyes were tightly closed now.When I took the cloth away from her foot, she pulled that foot up and bent her knee. It moved her thighs apart and opened her up.The permission was obvious.I. We don't laugh at you because we know!Gee, everyone's amazed how great Sheila's moves are! Even better agirl than the real girls!" Kevin quipped, his chuckle fading at myfrown. "Well, I mean, you--you sure know how to act Sheila great." "Right," I muttered, reflecting. "Maybe I got coached too hard. Momand sis aren't any help. They love grooming me into Sheila. SometimesI think they wish I stayed Sheila!" "Hey, com'on, that's not true!" Kevin declared, but somehow itdidn't sound all that. Susan lay back on the chair and spread her legs wide for me. She pulled her t-shirt around her waist and I got surprised, seeing the old bitch was not wearing any panties. I reached out and touched her hairy mound. Soo, I was able to circle her swollen clit with my fingertips. Susan moaned with pleasure. I kept rubbing her clit gently and steadily. It did not take long; after just two minutes, she let out a loud moan and jerked her hips up in orgasm. She gasped as she tried to catch her breath. Thank You," and she moved up against me in her bra and underwear. She stood there, looking up at me, blushing, and said, "Can we, like you know, keep going? I well, really liked what we were doing." and I nodded my head and finally said, "God yes. I don't wanna stop. But you gotta understand, like you being your age, and my step-daughter's friend and all, you know, that like nobody can know about this, right?" I said to her.Kayla looked at me, nodded, and said, "Well, um, I don't wanna get you.