She didn't blink. We were on the same wave length.A few weeks later.We're at home. Kissing. I've been fondling her all over the place above the waist....And so has she. However, we're both wearing jeans. Going further smoothly entails a dexterity neither of us will master for years. Still, the hormones press on. So I manage to slide my hand inside the back of her pants, while she takes a hold of my penis through the fabric.And this is one of the very few sensations I remember *extremely* vividly. As she finished dressing me first a black corset was wrappedaround me and pulled tight it forced my hips out even farther andlifted my chest so it looked as if I had breasts. When the matchingblack bra was placed around me she said to me, ?in a couple of monthsyou will fill a C cupped bra?. I was then told to put on my nylons as Islid the long sheer black nylons over my smooth legs I had a funnyfeeling my days as a boy were over. She then had me put on a pair ofblack 4" hi heeled sandals I. Sheetal lay down in front of me and I buried my face in her pussy as Arun’s tool finally went into my love hole. It was all I imagined and more. I knew Arun was about to explode again, and he tried to pull out, but I pushed against him, grabbing his balls from between my legs. Inside me I pleaded, I want it to fill me. He hesitated only a second, but there was no stopping him now, with renewed fevour, he grasped my thighs and pounded his cock deeper into my cunt, ramming it further than any. Meanwhile, the wind had risen steadily and was beginning to howl like a banshee. Wave height and force was also steadily increasing while the distance between crests was decreasing. Thunder and lightning cracked and banged. Rain picked up steadily until it fell in torrents, sometimes mixing with large hail.After several more hours, the Mary Sue began to pitch and roll far worse than she had in the first storm in the Atlantic. Damage to the ship began to mount as the storm reached it's peak..