..you are one tight bitch...fuck that’s good” he managed to say as he eased into her puckered flesh.“Mmm...stuff your stiff meat in....the plug ...as done its job”Hamish still found her tight. Fuck what a tight fit. He eased it in and out. So pleasurable. Her filthy responses still surprised him.“Oh shit...yeah that’s it....fuckin poke it ...poke it” insisted J’Arnie, “ ...in and out...oh god...you have one big dick...keep it moving...oh yeah...fuck me...that’s good...fuckin good...oh...oh...oh”. ...And then did a double take when I noticed the girls had turned a one-eighty and were on the return leg. Then I realised they weren't going past but had veered off, their path curving towards the bar.They'd looked good thirty yards away on the sand, up close they were stunning.I did my best to appear nonchalant, like I hadn't noticed -- Another epic fail as pointless as pretending not to look at them in the first place.When I went to gulp beer I found the bottom of the bottle, my throat. Having been a crossdresser on and off my entire life, I have done the old collect and purge routine too many times. After putting Jennifer away several years and relationships ago, the old urges returned recently. Having lost a considerable amount of weight and working out my feminine side emerged once and again, and boy am I having some fun. More about that in a later post. For now I want to share one of the hottest nights I have ever had while dressed. Two weeks ago while my permanent fiance. Never have I felt anything like it, I started to feel a warming sensation that started in my groin area and slowly spread. It was almost like being dizzy but without the sickly feeling in your stomach. Realizing that I would need help in keeping upright, I reached forward to Al with my right hand and backward to Dan with my left. While they steadied me, I continued riding them like a slow motion piston.As the feeling spread, my cock continued to leak. Al took to gathering it on his fingers to.