Linda laughed when she learned of my confusion. "Ifonly you were right," she sighed. "I'd like to find a man as tall andgood looking as she is, but, a...as, she's not a man, and both of us aredefinitely heterosexual. You really ought to see her when she getsdressed up to go to town. Men just fall all over her." Well, I don't imagine I would fall for her," I laughed, "She's at leastfour inches taller than me. She must be gigantic in high heels." That's too bad," responded Linda, probably to tease. Bridgette laid back down next to me her on her side me on my back she began to kiss me again and her fingers began to play with my pussy, first just rubbing then she dove in with her index finger, it felt so good, “you’re so wet” she said as she finger fucked me….as I laid there in my best friend’s house with her sister who was ten years older than me fingering my pussy I thought for a second I could cum right there and then Bridgett stopped, she pulled away, I was disappointed but only for a. " The Usahar smiles. It is power, control. Where it leads, in what it makesher do and feel, she will follow. Jacqueline knows this, and she feels theresponse of her body as the Usahar speaks again. "It is." The Usahar moves to the bed. It needs no command now, as Jacqueline reachesout and releases its kilt. Her hand trembles as she sees its phallus, growinghard, erect, perfect. The Usahar lays beside her and leans in for a kiss, itsbreath warm, lips as well. She cries out softly as its hand. What now? What the hell next?"Go get your tights. I might need them. Take it slowly, I want a good long look at that ass.” His plans for the tights and his preoccupation with her rump—those two thoughts tussled for supremacy in her mind. Then came the rustle of his clothes as he stripped them off, and images of how he might look naked joined the melee. She set off nonetheless, giddiness severely compromising her attempted catwalk poise. High-heels and buckling knees made it a balancing act of.