Telling me that my hair needed work, shewent about helping me get into pantyhose, then a slip, followed by adress that she said was a sheath, and fina...ly, a pair of girls shoes."Just a touch of makeup," mom told me, then began to apply it. When shewas done she brushed out my hair the best she could before she clippedon some earrings."Go look in the mirror honey. Other than your hair, you're justdarling!"It was bad. No, it was worse than bad. I looked like Jill, the girl thatlived across the. " It," she echoed with a grimace.Her mother smiled. "You're going to find life as a woman vastlydifferent from walking around with your plumbing hanging out betweenyour legs," she told her bluntly.Jamie grimaced again, asking, "Could I get some more coffee first?" Shehad the feeling she was going to need it."Sit," Penelope ordered."So.....You're convinced this is me, though," she asked. "You're.....ah, okay with this?"Penelope eyed him with as level a gaze as any authoritarian she hadever. ’ Carlos withdrew quickly, making a sucking noise as his cock exited Johannes hole. I stood and she moved a few steps back to allow me to sit on the desk and then lean back. The desk was the perfect height to allow access for everyone to enjoy the sex and the view. When I got situated, Johanna spread the lips of my pussy with her fingers and traced the lips with her finger. ‘Your so smooth.’ Johanna exclaimed. I smiled when I felt the first touch of her tongue on my clit. I arched into her. I blushed. My knees went weak again. “Let’s go to your room,” David suggested, and I nodded, taking his hand, and leading him down the hall. Before we got to the bedroom door, David pulled on my hand forcing me to stop before bumping into me. We both laughed. He pushed me up against the wall again, he was firm, strong, in control but gentle. He put his face close to mine, he was breathing me in. I watched him, hearing only the sound of our breathing coming on heavier with each moment. I went.