"But Dad, why are you wearing my clothes, and using my makeup and everything?"I asked.He replied that since he hadn't grown up as a girl, it was best ...f he couldpattern himself after a girl he knew -- the psychiatrist suggested me. "I hopeit's okay," he said, though I got the feeling that he didn't care what Ithought on the subject. "Amy, Stephanie is taking us out to dinner tonight, sowe really need to get ready," he said, and promptly stood up, and took off thedress right in front of me!There. She gave me a chance to recover my breathing, reassuring me that it was my first time and after hearing it, I wanted to please her more.Not only that I touched her breasts and body while we were under. I kissed her nipples and sucked them. She felt like she was enjoying it more, and I didn't want to come up to the surface until two minutes and a half passed by.While I stayed in the surface, it was her turn to entice. With one deep breath, Alessandra went down and began to remove my shorts.. Jill was now breathing rather fast as I was. I opened my eyes that were now adjusted to the near darkness and not only could I see Nicole plunging her fingers of one hand plunging deeply in and out of her pussy and the other hand squeezing her tits, but also she was breathing as hard as we were. It was as if there was a band leader with a baton and he signaled a climax. All three of us came simultaneously with hushed moans. But I knew that we weren’t the only ones that enjoyed a healthy orgasm. I told him I’d be thrilled if she would contact me herself and not have him handle all her communication, thinking I’d never hear from them again when a day later I got an email.“Hello,” it read. “My husband already wrote you about me, so I’m just writing back to say I really like your stories and am curious about female on female. Please write back if you’re interested.” Attached was a picture of a pair of pink, wet pussy lips spread wide, while on the thighs next to them someone wrote “for.