I leaned forward, cupping her tits, pinching her nipples, hard. Then harder. I was pounding my cock into her now, her breath ragged growls and moans. ... reached under the table for my favourite riding crop. I smacked her ass once, with wicked delight, the crop leaving a satisfying red outline on her cheek. As I pulled back I would switch her hot tramp ass with my crop then plunge back into her, pinning her against the heavy wood. Her ass was magnificent. She was slender but her ass had that. Nowshe was angling to get me into pantyhose. Was it male or female intuitionthat told me she knew that I was a woman trapped in a man's body and thatI knew that she wanted to keep me there and thought that by trapping me inpanties I would not discover who I really was? So I made a bet."I bet I won't see 35 women in skirts wearing opaque black pantyhose onthe way to work," I said. "If you win I will have to buy a month's supplyof pretty polly black opaque pantyhose but if I win I get to take. So much so that she wondered what it would taste like.When Vee was was much younger ... not all that long ago in the scheme of things ... she begged for and was presented with a puppy. A registered Cocker Spaniel ... registered but a Shelter puppy.She was praised for her rescue. Big Al was, for a Cocker, notoriously large. The size and color of a smallish Irish Setter or a miniature Falabella Equus ferus caballus, likely the reason Big Al was in the shelter, he wasn't large enough to ride.As. She wasnt done with me yet. I timidly opened my legs to her, she leaned on my legs with an elbow either side. She grabbed my butt. Well at least I know she wants me now. The smile she gave me before it happened was amazing, intoxicating. It was just unexplainable. Then it happened. She happened. I looked down and saw my cute n crazy sisters lips making out with mine, but not my mouth lips. I sighed heavily. I had never felt anything like it before. Then she happened again. This time bigger. Her.