The color andfemininity of my panties makes me feel like a woman, so won't you allowme the opportunity to define myself as female?Okay - I can't have ... baby! But a man could put his penis inside me.Doesn't that make me his woman? If a man can be satisfied by my allowinghim to use me, then I figure I'm a woman. And he likes it when I dressappropriately. So I wear dresses and slips and lingerie to make him feelthat I am feminine and I want him to take me as a woman. Yes, I wear a leotard when I. "Do you want to explain what the conversation that I had with Becky in the car was all about?" I asked as I dried my hair.He nodded and said, "Becky's boyfriend must have shared part of our conversation with her." He stood up and walked over to me. He put his arms around me and kissed me right and proper.When I got my breath back I looked at him expectantly. He ran his fingers over my neck and face, and then pushed my arms down my side and behind me. He had one arm holding my hands behind me as. ” It was more of an order than a statement. I quickly moved onto the counter with my legs dangling off the edge. Greg stood in front of me and placed a hand on each knee and spread my legs. He leaned forward, kissed me and said, “Slide your ass over here.” while pulling me forward. Greg knelt down between my legs and placed one of my legs over each shoulder. He wasted no time once he was between my thighs to find a way to make my body start shaking again. With his fingers he pulled back my. “Oh god grab my tits.” she said. I was shocked, generally Sarah referred to her breasts as her boobies. The guys hands moved off her hips and seconds later he must have done as she asked as she began talking to him even more “Oh yes, that’s good, harder, squeeze them harder, I love it.” Sarah’s pelvis was rocking frantically and she began to let out little grunts and squeals, which soon became shrieks. “Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh god, pinch my nipples.” she shouted. Seconds later she let out a loud.