Very intentionally she pressed into him harder and rocked herself against him ever so slightly while she commented on how he slept. ‘Fine.’ he sai..., ‘I slept fine.’ Understanding her approval of the situation they found themselves in he carefully placed his hand underneath her shirt. He moved his hand slowly up to find her breasts. He squeezed each breasts lovingly and traced her perky nipples. Playing with her breasts was more then she could handle. She dropped the air of indifference and. I was greeted with smiles, kisses and jokes about putting on a bathing suit and sunbathing with them. My mom was in her plain one piece, Mrs O in a small bikini showing off her small figure well and Mrs D had khaki shorts and a bikini top but to my surprise Mrs G was lying in a chaise-longue in panties and bra as if it were natural. For me it wasn’t, I’d put on those same panties and bra myself and knew the exciting feel of them. Mrs, G asked me if I would check on her daughter sleeping while. She said nothing. She was going along with my action.After a while, I took my hand out of her hand but she continued to rub my dick. It went on for a few more minutes until someone from the previous row stood up. She took her hand away. We didn’t talk anything about this. Actually, we talked nothing till we reached the car in the parking lot.We sat there quietly. Lots of thoughts went in my mind about what should I do next. I looked at her and she looked at me. Our eyes met and fixed at each. "The thing is, up to this point it was all unreal, like a sick game ofsome sort. So I had to dress up, so my penis was shrinking, so peopleinsisted on treating me like a girl. I knew I wasn't a girl no matterwhat I looked like and sooner or later I'd get out. But when Jackstarted fucking me it was no longer a game. It was real and I was thewoman. It didn't matter that I tried to fight. I had become a femalesex toy, to be used for the pleasure of men and there was nothing Icould do about it. My.