“Absolutely nothing”, she purred. “Everything I had planned to do with my sister on our first day together, we’ve done it: We’ve made love,...sharing the intimate experience as sisters. We’ve went to the mall on a shopping spree, a rite of passage for every teenage girl. And most important”, she smiled up at me, “we’ve made you confident enough that you can keep being Michelle”. Her head returned nestled against my chest.Of course, she was right. I did feel much more confident as a girl. It. I have never felt such pressure inside of me. #8 holds my thighs back as she fucks me repeatedly. Her smile is bright and sadistic. Once I can barely stand it, she pulls out of me. "Very nice," you laugh. "I think I've used all the toys you brought, Sir," #8 says. "Well then," you say as you caress her neck, "I guess we should let the slut go. But don't think we're done yet. All three of us are going to have a little fun."You begin to let me go, removing the restraints, taking the gag off, and. It was short, a good wind it would easily blow up revealing my ass cheeks. I turn and look at myself in her full body mirror. I didn't even recognize myself at first, I was amazed just how good I looked as a girl. Being young and petite surly helps to give a good feminine look. I started to smoke a joint, and working on walking through the house in a sexy posture. The magazine got into how to walk to make your ass look it's best. I put on sunglasses and was walking around the house like I was. As usual, Ryan wanted to be on a hill and he picked a spot just above another group of men.As soon as we’d settled Ryan asked me to go to the toilet and put my vibe in and buy something for breakfast for the both of us on the way back.As soon as we’d finished eating Ryan switched the vibe on and it didn’t take long for me to stop being careful about how I was sitting. It rained a bit during the race but I didn’t care; unexpectedly I was enjoying the race and I jumped to my feet and cheered as.