When her eyes closed and her lips opened, he moved forward. Neither knew how long before he was buried in her. Both knew that it was an act of love....hen he was fully inside her sheath, Beth looked into the eyes of the one man she loved and trusted. “Make me your woman.” It was both a demand and a plea.Michael looked into her trusting eyes and began thrusting deep into her and withdrawing until only the head remained in her. Her breath became ragged as she drew gasps of air. He could feel. Forever," Jessica mussed to herself.My God, she needs to see what pantyhose feel like now. She enjoyed thefeeling immensely as a male presenting female. Nothing gives that femininefeel so much as pantyhose do. What will it feel like wearing hosiery withher magical garment eating her out?Out of bed, Jessica starts to explore her drawers. She is smaller thanLaura was. Everything is smaller to facilitate being sculpted. Thesculptures were intended to be produced at a normal size, so the formneeded. Her legs didn’t just glisten, her thighs appeared almost damp when she was done. The flashlight nestled against her panties at the very juncture of her legs. It too seemed wet, well lubricated from rubbing against her freshly oiled thighs. My cock, quite stiff now from considering this casually innocent yet erotic display, wished it could be me instead of that unfeeling metal rod.At long last Mom finished, screwing the top back on the suntan lotion, letting it drop to her side as she leaned. Maybe if I’d been wearing a bra it might have held its shape better but like this it made my chest look completely flat. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. I was getting used to seeing the little bumps in my clothing all the time – even if one of the bumps was mostly tissue paper. In a way those little bumps have become a symbol of how I’m slowly but surely getting older. This dress wiped all that progress away and made me look as flat-chested as I had been when I was ten. Maybe not quite,.