Her voice came out like honey, sweet and smooth, “No fucking the team, Robert said so.”“Robert said that for him, not us.”“It’s still, ooh...yeah, um, we shouldn’t. And I know you won’t unless I say okay.”Lavi growled a little. Melissa knew her lover. “I’ll just have to convince you.” Melissa yelped as Lavi did something under the shirt.Melissa squeaked, “Cheater!”“All is fair.”“Oh God,” Melissa said. I saw Melissa’s knees buckle just a little and Lavi giggled. “It’s Robert you really need to. Although he identified as a womanon the inside, and liked to cross-dress and be Mustapha's sex slave, hewas scared at the prospect of transitioning, and possibly going under theknife to further feminize his body. After Lennie's refusal, Mustapha haddecided to turn to plump, transsexual women who had already started theirtransition.So there we were by the swimming pool, the two of us with our eyes lockedonto each other. The sexual tension was palpable. Mustapha's hairy chestexuded virility, a. Oh wait, it was my fucking that made her sloppily wet. She moved up the bed, wrapped her arms around me, I did the same, and we had a passionate kiss. We stayed in each other’s arms all night. The next morning when she woke up, she started to give me a blow job, I pretended like I didn’t notice, and as soon as I was hard, we were at it again. At first she was on top, then I flipped us over and pinned her down. I started moving my hips slow, then I picked up the rhythm until I was pounding. They should react enough alike, and frankly I’m horny and randy enough to sex any and all of you!” Mishka was taking charge, at least for the moment.“Siobhan and Mikey, shower rules are still in play. You can wash, and you can look; but hands off - you aren’t in varsity play yet. Agreed?” Mishka was still sure that neither were ready for full-out physical sex, and he wanted no ‘accidental’ slippage in the throes of passion.“Okay, Daddy,” came two reluctant but prompt responses.Mishka stood,.