As soon as my door was closed and locked, she jumped up on me, wrapping her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck, kissing me, grinding her pu...sy on my cock. By the time I had moved to the sofa, her blouse was off, bra still on, my shirt was undone and ready to come off, laying her back on the large sofa, she undid her bra, then cupped her breasts, lifting them up and down, her nipples hard as rocks, “You sure you want to play with these old tits?” I undid my belt, my button on my. Normally I have a hard time finishing spoon style, but the feeling she was giving me tonight I knew I wouldn’t last very long, I was sure she was awake I could hear small muffled moans into the pillow. Her moans also sounded different, Though I just brushed it off and kept slowly pounding her tight pussy. As I was getting closer to finishing, I started pounding her little pussy harder and faster, her pussy was griping my cock like something I never felt before, then suddenly she had her first. But somewhere between whippinghis dick out and reaching climax, her smiling face jumped out athim and god dammit she was better looking than Ashley, there wasjust no denying it.And so it never really occurred to Johnny that he had crossed aboundary. That sex and gender lines were being crossed. As hewrote the note that morning, he didn't concern himself with thelarger implications, the fact that he was entering a territorythat he never came close to approaching in his ridiculouslystraight life. Her breasts heaved now, her breathing coming hard and fast. The dark rose pink of her thick nipples and large areolae beckoned; her legs were drawn up, her knees fallen open, exposing the swollen aching pink of her pussy and the pink jewel of the plug. Everything. Everything she had to offer was on display.Breathing hard, trying to control myself, I climbed up onto the bed and positioned myself above her supine form. She struggled briefly against her restraints, wanting to kiss me, before I.