When I cum, I cum hard. I also cum messy. I’m a “creamer”, not a “squirter” – thick globs, almost like semen. I always need a towel on han... when I masturbate.I fingered myself while watching them. Wishing I was the one getting licked and fucked. I was so worked up that I kept playing with my pussy even after they were done. I think I got myself off at least four times that night.I decided that I just had to find a way to get in on this action…! I was a little “desperate-acting” over the next. I wanted to bite her lips so much, but I couldn’t. I kept on rubbing my dick against her until I could feel precum form at the tip of my dick. I had to stop and I could hear her sigh.It turned me on even more and I got even more daring. I tried sliding my fingers between her legs to reach her pussy. It took some effort and I had to be really careful not to attract attention, but finally I felt her swollen pussy lips from over the pants. I had hit the jackpot. I started rubbing her with my. Then, suddenly, the light went onfor Karen. "This is Timmy? I don't believe it. My God, you're beautiful!"Mrs. King remarked, "Don't they make a cute pair!" Thank you very much," Timmy, now Tammy, replied, with a curtsey, "Motheralways told me that having a pretty girlfriend is a privilege I mustearn." Karen sat there, watching as the two 'girls' cleared up the area. She nowknew everything."Aunt Karen," Angela asked, "please, keep this a secret. If any of thosebullies at school find out, Tim. What took me by surprise was her attire. Her hair had grown long and she wore it in a ponytail under a black ball cap. She wore a lacy black bra, a black thong and black high top tennis shoes. At first I smiled to myself at the absurdity of her gardening attire, but my focus quickly changed to the maturity her body had taken in the last four years. She was still plain looking with no particular facial characteristics, other than her lips adorned with bright black lipstick. Although she was.