She pulled her checks apart and I sunk in. Oh fuck...the heat, the grip on my cock. I've never felt something like that before, she squeezed down on ...y cock and I squeezed back to her while watching her hole move in and out against my rock hard shaft. I moved forward till I was balls deep in her, oh fuck she was wet, hot, tight. Kathy let go, leaned over farther on the ladder and pushed back against me, we both grunted. She reached between her legs to feel if I was really all the way in side. After a short walk down the block, she stood before a pair of glass doors in a stainless steel frame on an, otherwise, featureless gray stucco building, the entrance to _edge play._She walked down a short hallway, past a bdsm bookstore on the left and a novelty store on the right, around a corner and down a short hallway. She stopped to show her id to the bouncer then proceeded into a waiting elevator. She exited the elevator on the main floor of the club into another short hallway. She passed. Luckily, my sister is 17 years old and we share pretty much the same size clothes. You see, she has been dressing me up (secretly) as the little sisterthat she wished that she had. I go back to the bathroom, take off my boy clothes and slide into the hot bath water and immediately forget about the outside world. I lather up my already near hairless legs and shave them to a shiny perfection. I then wash my hair treat it with a good conditioner. As I slide out of the tub, I notice that my. I had no idea what my neighbor or her guest looked like, and my imagination drew a busty blonde wrestling intimately with a massively-endowed athletic stud. The sounds of the motions from next door were soft and rhythmic―rustlings of the sheets, heavy breathing, occasional sequences of creaks from the bed, and as my imagination worked I rubbed my shaft lightly with my fingertips. I imagined the two in a hot 69 working each other leisurely towards their common goal, and sooner than I expected.