Nolan slowly pulled it out and plunged it into my cunt again. I closed my eyes. The full, tightness had a burn to it, a heat that I had never felt bef...re. Guilt for fucking Nolan in front of Lane tried to consume my thoughts but was quickly overshadowed by Nolan’s cock pounding my pussy hard. “Ohhh!” “Fuck!” Nolan yelled, slowing the pace down to keep himself from cumming. He gradually pulled out and rubbed my ass cheek with his hand. He touched his cock against my asshole and I instantly. I noticed the girls all couldn't stop staring.Without putting his shirt back on, we passed the tape measure around."5'11" Brad said after he measured Ginger. She sighed and wrote down the info on the paper, and continued to do so for the rest of us."5'5?" Brad said, obviously confused about Brittany's lack of change in height."Well" She said, "My growth obviously isn't there" Pulling off the blanket, I could see what she meant. She wore her white button-up from her Catholic school girl ensemble. Although I never let on which ones were the most exciting, which, were those dealing with cross dressing. I have been one since about 8 or 9 when I started exploring my mother's closets and drawers. This is a side of me I have kept to myself over the years.....as much as I enjoy it. Back to us, for years she worked in the grocery business and had the closing shift which meant that I had many nights alone to explore her clothing and my feminine side. I would often try on her many sexy outfits,. I saw a glimpse of myself in the full length mirror and with my long hair I looked utterly female. Iwanted to enjoy this as much as I could and knowing their garden was not over looked at all I went tothe back yard to smoke a cigarette. The cool evening air felt good on my body, over my stockingedlegs and up my dress. I enjoyed my cigarette feeling incredibly sensuous and feminine. The phonerang and I answered it from the garden (cordless phone) briefly speaking to my step mum about howthey got.