My pussy continues to twitch and pulse for a few minutes as I collapse breathless onto your chest. Your cock is still rock hard inside me and your nee... is still intense. I fall off you and onto my stomach beside you. I am still panting and twitching. You move behind me, in between my legs. Reaching down while placing your strong arm under me, around my waist, you pull me up onto my knees into the doggy position. As I push my ass up, offering it to you, you plough your hard prick straight back. I enjoyed every minute of it."Vickie was surprised he didn't mention the session with Donald. But then that had been in the broom closet. Even Mr. Saunders couldn't have gotten a front row seat for that little episode! She stared at him dumbly. Then she glanced at the limp snake of his cock in his fist. He was priming it slowly, and his prick was growing steadily, pointing at her."What... what do you want me to do?" she asked sweetly. "I'm not sure I understand." Her huge eyes drifted from his. Mustapha had asked him if he would like to change sex andbecome his wife, but Lennie had refused. Although he identified as a womanon the inside, and liked to cross-dress and be Mustapha's sex slave, hewas scared at the prospect of transitioning, and possibly going under theknife to further feminize his body. After Lennie's refusal, Mustapha haddecided to turn to plump, transsexual women who had already started theirtransition.So there we were by the swimming pool, the two of us with our eyes. Her groans and moans above me became louder and louder. "Fuck, yes, lick me. Fuck that’s good," she cried. She wrapped her hand around a fist full of my hair, pulling it tight, and ground her hips into my face faster and harder. Her panting, almost squealing breaths matched the rhythm of her thrusts."Fuck, yes. Oh yes." Suddenly she stopped breathing and her pussy clenched on my mouth. With three or four very forceful hip thrusts Jill squirted into my mouth. The thin, chocolaty, milky liquid.