Sandy pressed down lightly, playfully. “Are you sure? You want me to have fun?” Mary felt tears welling up. But there was the familiar heat again,...and she had known how this would go all along, after all. Only she still hadn’t understood all of what Sandy was after. “Go on, tell me. This is me, asking you what you want.” Sandy’s foot pushed straight down, painfully. “I –” Mary began, and choked hard. “I really do want you to have fun, Sandy. I do.” “Well, if that’s what you really want…” “Yes,. I really was getting into this, and could feel the familiar tingles starting in my pussy as well as the slowly building pleasure from my nips.I groaned again as Abi continued, "Oh God Abi, I hope she either wants to have some fun, or she doesn't come back at all. I really am getting quite hot!" Mmm, me too", she murmured, "I'm quite getting into this!", and I felt her lips nuzzling the nape of my neck as she held me even tighter.Suddenly, the door quietly opened and Susie was there again. She. We were acting like newlyweds again, hoping each time we made love that we would he would impregnate me.But before we could start over, I knew I had to call my black lover, to tell him that I could not see him again. He wanted us to meet at his apartment, but I had made up my mind he was not going to seduce me again with his touch and kisses. I insisted we go for a drive in the country, away from everyone and, most importantly, away from the temptation of an afternoon in his apartment.We parked. From reading her profile, she learned that she was actually a he. A him, who pictorially represented herself as a beautiful woman but honestly stated she was a man, a man who enjoyed the carnal desires of both hims and hers. This was a relief to her as she has never desired a woman and she did not understand the basis of her current attraction. As she perused her online photos, her attraction amplified but this unrealized same sex attraction was a mystery even to herself. She continued to.