."I said nothing, and when we got home, she dragged me into her bedroom,then reached into a bag I had not seen earlier, and pulled them out.It looked ...o me like she was holding a real breast in her hand, and asI reached out and took it from her, I could tell that it felt exactlylike a real breast should feel! The color looked pretty close to myskin color, the back was slightly concave, and the nipple looked asreal as it should have."You know what? I already know that you like being a girl more. What did the women do, did they just like to see men fucking men (I had a girlfriend once who loved gay porn, she'd say it's double the dicks and arses). Did they just watch, did they bring their husbands for some bi swinging, or was there a lesbian scene in parallel with male homo's. So I decided to go.I went along about 08:00 pm there was no queue, and it was let's say it was a little boring. I got a locker and a towel and stripped off. There was a bar, a large hot tub in the bar and a. ”“Well?!” he continued, and it spurred her into action.She quickly raised her arms and lifted the remnant of the tee shirt over her heads. Now there were comments about her tits and nipples.Then she was sliding the lycra pants down and off. And now there were comments about her pussy and ass. She was both embarrassed and encouraged. She stood there in her pink panties and heels only, and looked at Roger.He still had the knife and he hooked the sharp blade into the pink nylon of her panties just. " I'm coming with you baby!" I groan; and with one last thrust we climaxed together, my warm seed gushing inside her, her body convulsing as I held her, both panting with exhaustion. The smell of sex filling the room, cloying in her lungs like mustard gas making her feel sick. " Oh God. This did not just happen," she gasps, pinned underneath my weight as I held her. " It did!" I exclaimed smugly, sensing her panic, " there's no gong back now you know?" I lightly pinned her to the bed by her.