Then fuck her from behind.Her pussy juices start dripping in her leggings. She is trying to widen her legs to give free access to your dick. But her l...ggings won’t allow her to widen and the tight feeling you get when your dick makes way inside her pussy lips. I can keep on describing pages and pages. But I don’t want to bore you.So let’s come to the main story.Scene 1: The next weekend I was still sleeping till 10 AM as it was a Saturday. Someone knocked on my door continuously. I just got up. I let her in and told her where the kitchen was. She came in and was carrying a big bag. I asked her what is in the bag and she said her belongings. I told her all that needs to be done as part of house work and just settled down in the living room, and started watching TV, but my mind was on other things, I didn’t know how to make a start, I was not sure, if she really intended to do what she was promised to do. She went about her business and cooked something, I don’t even remember what she. "Mike and I both thanked Greta for Sophie's transformation, then went outthe front door to a waiting Town Car. The uniformed driver held open thedoor and I got in and scootched over to let Mike get in behind me. Thedriver closed the door and we departed for the party."I need to test something real quick," Mike said as he grabbed the guitarand played a few notes. I sat up a little as I thought I felt theprotrusion vibrate a little. I also heard a humming noise from my chest,and when I touched it. She also invited me to wash her flesh and I gladly did, though I was mystified as to why she wanted this, given her sexual orientation. I was even more stunned after we dried each other off, when she began kissing me all over and finally bent over the sink in the bathroom to offer me a chance to take her from behind.“Okay, who are you and what have you done with my mother? You know, the avowed lesbian who only reluctantly fucks men when necessary?” I smiled and teased her, but she laughed.“I.