We stayed that way for a moment, enjoying the feel of each other. Then, with his hands on my cheeks, he began moving me up and down him, slowly at fir...t and then building up speed, driving into me deeper and harder. Our bodies were glistening with sweat from the intensity of it, slapping together with each downward movement. He was breathing hard, groaning with the effort of trying to hold out as long as he could. He thrust into me harder still, and I couldn't control myself any longer as I. When I was quite younger my sisters would dress me up in girls clothing and make me sit at their silly tea parties. Feminine milieu was everywhere; bras, panties, stockings, dresses, hair brushes, blow dryers – anything and everything feminine were always s**ttered around the house and in the laundry.After dad was gone and I was late in my teen years, I was alone one day, a rarity, and tooling around in the basement. In the junk room I was looking for something, a baseball mitt or the like and. We had planned to meet, watch some porn, and do to each othermuch of what we talked about. I was there about 1/2 hr when Dave knocked on the door. I Was wearing thigh high stockings and a pair of lace panties under a black lace babydoll. Im by no means passable, but we both enjoyed sex with guys dressed a little. Dave came in , I was a little hesitant at first, but then he took of his jacket, shirt and pants, and he was dressed similarly. I had brought my laptop and was streaming some hot vids. Antonio knew how to talk to me and get me warm and moist between my legs.Since the sex was always so good during the role play I kept telling him that yes, all this seemed like a good idea and that maybe, some day, I could be ready for it. The things I said were the truth when I said it. I am, after all, a horny soccer mom wife who loves the feel of a long fat cock dumping sperm inside her cunt.Although I could not normally accept the idea of being touched sexually by anybody else, there were.