"So how do they feel?" she asked drawing closer revealing that she had a similar bulge in her lace panties."They feel great," I admitted."I knew you'd...like it," she stated as she embraced me and pushed her hard cock against mine.She allowed her hands to rub my butt cheeks through the thin silky material as our lips met and tounges touched."So, are you ready for your next lesson?" she crooned."What lesson?" I asked as the scent of her perfume enveloped me and I felt my heart begin to beat. I smelled divine. I lovedfresh pantyhose. Nothing feels like that. The toiling on my parent's farmand smelling of livestock were no more. I was Sofia.I loved how I turned heads. The constant courtship from myadmirers/lovers was all-encompassing. My breasts and now much rounder asswere the culprits. The liposuction of my waist made fat deposits goelsewhere. The new shape made my gait alter itself to the appropriatefeminine glide. Jewelry was starting to accumulate. I hoped it was notstolen, but. This was an instant turn on and before things went too far I suggested that we moved to the bedroom.When we got to the bedroom I sat in the chair we have by the window and watched as the two girls resumed their kissing only this time they started pulling at each others clothes and in no time they were both naked. They were quite a contrast, Emma was 25 years old, about 5 ft 2" tall with a pixie haircut, an all over tan, and impressive tattoo sleeves. She looked incredibly fit with a hard body,. She smiled at me and led me into the hotel room. She and her husband were passing through.He was sitting in a chair, blue button down shirt, underwear. He had a dark beard, shaved head. He glanced my way, but was watching his wife's face. His face was nearly glowing as he smiled at her. I nodded to him and he raised a glass of something to me in a salute. She walked over and sat down on his lap. She crossed her legs as she looked from Ted, her husband back to me. "If you don't mind, before we.