“By all means daddy, get those nipples,” Jeanette replied. Then he leaned his head down and started licking and sucking on her nipples too. I back...d away a little and watched that. I was surprised to see them both so into it, but it was happening right before my eyes. Then I masturbated while I watched them. “Oh shit this is hot,” I said. But then Jeanette moved my hand and she started finger fucking me. She put her fingers into my pussy as deep as they would go and I just tried my best not to. But with every attempt . . . my voice only seemed to notch its way further into another register! Then all at once I began to feel hot . . . sweaty. Every inch of my body was on fire as my hands slid up and down my distorted figure. They finally came to rest upon the elastic waistband of my boxer shorts that were almost ready to snap. I reached down with some difficulty, and began to pull them off. As I dropped them to the floor, I noticed that my legs had become thinner, almost spindly . . .. “So Donald, I think we need to begin, and we will see where this leads. From the first, how did you choose your Subjects, and what happened with each? And why did you do it?” Emma inquires.Donald gulps, how does he explain how it all began? It was so long ago when he was in graduate school. He had found this interest in human sexuality, the psychological and sociological aspects of it, especially. All from that summer before he started college. Never thinking he would make much money from. Trixie went harder and faster and both knew from the sounds and the sensations they were receiving on their bodies and hands that the other was near.And then, as good as simultaneously, they orgasmed. It went on and it went on and on, it was amazing, but then they were two women and they had that wonderful feminine capability of letting a climax run and run, they were not inhibited by ejaculation as men were.At last, though, they both finished, well for the time being.They sat on the sofa.