I wore a different outfit each time and got a little better with my makeup skills each day. But by the second week the novelty had worn off some. I st...ll enjoyed the feeling of women's clothes on my skin and cock, but something inside me wanted more.I finally decided it was time to visit Jennifer's room. I had purposely held off going there due to an overwhelming sense of guilt I felt. I didn't feel guilty about snooping around their house, or even going through and wearing Jen's mom's clothes.. Abla pushes herself off the door jamb. ‘Music,’ she says in her sultriest voice. Alex obediently reaches over and turns on their iPod. Robin Thicke’s ‘Sex Therapy’ begins to play. Moving just a little slower than the slow tune, she starts to dance. She runs her hands through her hair, allowing them to slide down her neck to land on her breasts, she fondles them for a second before her fingers slowly undo the buttons on Alex’s pale blue shirt. First button, second button, third button, by now. My body shook. I was in a blissful orgasm as he took away his thumb and sucked my clit. He was almost chewing my nub and my body was electrified, raging. I dug my nails into his back, bucked my hips high, forcing my pussy onto his mouth. I just couldn't get enough. I didn't want it to stop.But Ben withdrew his fingers and got into position between my open thighs. I felt his cock at my entrance, still gaping from having his thick fingers inside of me. It wouldn't take much to enter me. Ben held. He knows my desires and my cravings sometimes before even I do and expresses a boldness yet confidence without a pig-headed arrogance. I found myself lost in my thoughts before being jerked out of them by the smoke alarm. I had burned the toast just as Aljeandro made his way down the stairs. I still had the pancakes I was making but had to redo the toast for us. My new space lover came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist tightly. It wasn’t until then I realized he was wearing only.