Once we were "ready to go" we decided to watch some porn. He liked "shemale" movies and while we were watching some of that, i was getting hornier by...the minute.In his eyes, i could read "sex". I felt very comfortable by his surrounding and our feet started to touch in a very nice way, while we were both sitting on a seperate chair."You look very pretty" he said and i replied saying "thank you" I stood up and grabbed my tits "do you like these as well?" i asked shameless and stood up and let. All I managed to accomplish was leavingfaint red marks peppered all over my skin."This can't be real," I whispered to myself for the hundredth time.My legs were spread obscenely, granting me a view of what I hadconsidered the most sacred of holes in existence. My vagina stared backat me. "I have a vag...a fucking vag. Shit. A fucking vag....a vag forfucking. No. A vag to get fucked. Shit. People are going to want to fuckmy vagina. I would want to fuck my vagina. Fuck." Tears welled up again.I. “It’s me, Johanna, Steffy’s friend. Can I come in, Mr. B?”“Johanna?” I tried to put a face to the name of my daughter’s friend. There used to be so many of them trotting in and out of the house when they were teenagers. Yeah! Then I remembered. A tall, skinny kid. They all used to call me Mr. B. because no one wanted to say ‘Mr. Bartkowiak.’I took a quick peek through the spy hole in the door, and there she was. Wow! Had she ever grown up!“Come in, Johanna! My goodness! I haven’t seen you for -. I’ve left the tiny little strip of hair down the middle, just how you like. I don’t need you to tease me; I can do it myself… Oh god that feels so good.” She spread her legs a little wider, her hands trailing around the insides of her thighs, her body squirming with the sensation, telling him every action as she performed it. “I bet my pussy feels so smooth and soft to touch; shall I find out, Bradley? (Naughty giggle) I’m circling around my pussy lips with my finger-tips. Oh fuck, that feels.