The rest of the holiday was a blur for me. I would pretend to be sleeping in the morning, now and then catching a glimpse from the corner of my eye of...my sister walking around unaware in her panties. Masturbation was a constant companion, the bedclothes rose and fell rhythmically as soon as my mother and sister were sleeping. Despite the fact that the toilet door remained firmly shut from now on, I was in a permanent state of mental and often physical arousal. Girls in panties filled my mind,. ..."Ohhhhhhh Andreeeeewww!!!" Even though I had just come, Itfelt as if I was cummimg again, and again, and again!!We fell back to the bed in a sticky, gooey mess.....exhausted. I laid myhead on his chest feeling as feminine as I have ever felt. I fell asleepto the steady breathing of my man. I felt comfortable in his arms.There was no question in my mind. I loved being a girl, and having sexwith a man. It was as if I was in love with being completely "taken" andrescued from my masculinity. I. I feel my hardon growing as I browse the videos, looking at the guys with their big, hard cocks and the sexy girls licking them, I squat down to look at the lower shelves so my t-shirt will ride up and my panties will show. Maybe someone will see them and... mmmm more fantasy. But sadly, nobody seems to notice.I see this place has video booths. I've never been in one but I've heard and read enough stories to know what goes on in there. It's kind of exciting and I am feeling very horny so I. .so beautiful. Oh my. Oh MY! God could I use that one.” “Don't be so quick to dismiss your pleasures. How much is it worth to you to have your most carnal desires simply at your fingertips? When you are lying in bed and he gives you one of his placid glances, what would you give to have a toy that makes his touch seem like passing wind?” Sasha opened her eyes wide and looked at the beaded and curved toy the man held. This one didn't have a cheaply made dial at the bottom like most sex shop.