Please forgive me. I love you. Please come back.”Lori sat at the table crying. She had mixed emotions about her experience with the four on the jett..., but it was already a blur.Initially, she had felt her slutty behaviour was liberating; however, it was too extreme. Some of it may have been enjoyable but, she was unsure if she even had orgasmed.It was nothing like being with Kyle.One thing for sure was she had not enjoyed the experience with André at all. He had tried to be as gentle as he. I had becomequite good at it again.We had had a son, Aaron and two daughters Sharon and Iris.There had been one incident when his Sharon and Iris had dressed hisAaron up in their Cinderella dress."Meet Susan," Sharon and Iris chorused."Aaron get out of that dress," I told Aaron. I did not want my son tohave the same conflicts as me. It's terrible being a woman in a man'sbody. To feel trapped like this. To not be able to dress how you want.To have this ugly thing between your legs. But I am. For a moment they looked at each other, then Sophie grabbed Emma's hips and pulled her down to the floor. They lay together, oblivious to the squelching of the carpet under them as frantically they kissed, tongues probing each other's mouths, hands sliding over each other's bodies. Sophie broke the kiss off first, laying Emma on her back and diving between her legs. With no warning she suddenly pushed two fingers straight up inside her friend, amazed at how wet she was already, wanting nothing. "Slap."Ooohhh," I gasped.Andrew chuckled, smacking my other cheek just as gently.Slap."Mmmmmm."Slap!"Oooohhhh!" It wasn't that hard, but my ass was hot and sensitive already!Andrew whispered, "Who said you could cum, slut?"Slap!"Ohh!" Listen to me!" I lifted my head quickly and looked at him imploringly. "Who gave you permission to cum, Dominique?" His eyes were blazing. "Speak!" I'm sorry Sir... I... I... didn't mean to... I mean I..."Slap!"Ughhh."Slap!"Ooohhhh, Sir! Oohhhhhh!" Naughty,.