Emily had telephoned her friend Catherine Phillipson to tell her about the wonderful sex she was getting from her twenty-two-year-old chauffeur and to...suggest that Catherine might like to join her and Adam for an afternoon of sexual adventures. Catherine, like Emily, was equally happy having sex with males or females so she not surprisingly thought it a wonderful idea.Sometimes the sessions that Emily had with Catherine involved the sixty-year-old Catherine applying a riding crop to Emily's. I felt Tanya?shand pluck my blouse out of the top of my skirt and then the warm, soft skin ofher hands slid across my stomach and around my sides. The sensations that herfinger tips and nails produced as she ran them softly across the skin of myback and shoulders was another electrifying experience. I was losing myself inthese heavenly sensations when I felt Tanya?s hand move away. Next, her fingerswere pulling at the clasp of my skirt and before I could do anything, my skirtwent sliding down. ”I crawled up and rubbed my cock on her juicy slit and slowly, tenderly, began sliding into her. As wet as she was, it was still slow going as she was much tighter than anything I’d ever felt before. It took several slow, short thrusts to get all the in, where our pelvises met.“Ohhh my God! You’re cock is so big!” Sarah gasped, “Ohhh, I feel so full. Just let me get used to it for a sec.”“Are you sure it doesn’t hurt? I’ll pull out if you want.”“Ohh, no, please don’t! It feels great. It’s just. Somehow people were in the wrong bodies, and I was afraid of who might be in mine. I wasn't ready to face that yet. I sat down on the couch, and started crying. This situation was enough to make anyone cry. After several minutes of this, I wiped my tears away, finding a little makeup on my sleeve afterwards. I forced myself to calm down again, and turned on the TV. I wondered just how many were effected, or changed by whatever that was. There was some sort of live announcement on,.