Except for thechanged hair, nipples, and pussy, I looked just like I had before when I hadbeen a man.I went into the bathroom and got a smaller mirror...which I took into the bedroomwith me. Propping myself against the headboard with a pillow, I spread my legsand placed the mirror in front of my crotch.The sight of my new pussy made me catch my breath with excitement and I startedto feel a strange warmth. As I continued to look at my sex in the mirror I wasbecoming very aroused. I watched the. Looks bad and most inefficient. That one there. She's notkicking properly so her legs are dragging in the water. That's slowingher down. There is only one breathing bilaterally, all the rest arebreathing every second stroke so their whole action is asymmetric." Hewent on to explain what practice drills he would employ to address theirproblems. Adam went on, "I'll be frank, I know my stuff as you can see,but I'm not yet a qualified instructor. What I'm looking for is atemporary position until. I noted the slim leather collar present on Cara’s neck and the travel massage bed that Andrew was lugging round with him. This was becoming very much a reality now and sexual energy thrummed through the air, dancing around playfully, becoming almost tangible. As promised, we sat and ate a good meal together, relaxing with a little wine as we did. I showed them around the place that they would be staying for the next two nights and where we would be practicing some of the naughtiest and kinkiest. It was delicious. He was so big that I truly felt impaled by him. He was taller than me so I was almost lifted on to my toes as he began the slowly thrust in and out of me. From his angle his long tuber was rubbing against my soapy clit on both the in-thrust and the out-pull, and I was in heaven. I’d never had an experience like this with a man before. I’d always been disgusted by the men I’d had sex with before. I’d always picked them just because they were disgusting, at least to look at..