He goes back to kissing her and sucking on her tits, still fingering her, then finally uses his other hand to unbutton her shorts then tug on the litt...e zipper, pulling it down and placing his hand on her smooth stomach. The girl groans and makes a feeble attempt to move the boy's hand away but he won't move it and fingers her a little faster in response, smiling when she moans a little louder and longer. The boy keeps fingering her and licks her tits again sucking each before pulling away,. Slide your lust up to that pretty little clit. Pleasure yourself for me baby. Fuck, I want to see that!”Eagerly she placed her middle finger slowly into her waiting mouth, sucking and licking it just as she does to your handsome, fat cock. Her mind wandering back to her voyeur neighbour for just a moment, she over exaggerates the movements that she makes, making it clear to whatever eyes she has on her, exactly what she’s about to do.Wondering if he’s still watching, wondering if this is all. “Okay Lori, what’s going on?” Lori paused a minute, and then began to speak. She said, “My husband hasn’t made love to me in over three months. It’s my ailment, but he says it isn’t. Your hug reminded me of the closeness I miss with my husband.”I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say. We sat in silence for what seemed like 30 minutes. I finally reached out and grasped Lori’s hand. I told her I was sorry. I’m just trying to imagine what it must be like not to have your husband hold you or touch. I was a BOY on Tuesday morning. My body for this one however is a fair trade. I was handicapped with bad eyesight. If I survive this will be better than I've ever been. What you've seen from me so far is what I really am. I have not been pretending to be Betty. I never met her till after the first swap. I met her in my body. If it's true I will never swap back, have nothing to fear from me. I feel I will not know for sure till my period is over, but till then I must be a girl or woman and not a.