“I really liked that.”“I thought you would.” I rolled her over and untied her arms and stretched them out to her sides. She lay there stretc...ing slowly. I couldn’t help but admire her sweet ass with the plug still embedded in it.“Would you mind if I take that out?” She asked.“No, but it’s likely to be similar to what you experienced the last time something was in there.”“Oh, well then…” She sat up and headed for the bathroom. “I suppose I need to go anyway.”A few minutes later she came. Of course..." I sighed. "It's never any fun surfing alone, you know?" I slowed down and stepped out of the main line of traffic, Helene following me. "And if you're still interested, I'd be happy to teach you."Helene's smile would have lit up the dark side of the moon. "Really? I'd LOVE that." You busy on Saturday? I've got the time and I must say..." I paused to quite obviously let my eyes rove up and down the beautiful girl's wonderful body. "I'd LOVE to see you in a wetsuit." Great!" Helene. If I moved my tongue to the right spot, I could feel the outline of her fingers as they delved into her pussy. The speed of Anita’s swats picked up, but they didn’t lose any of their intensity. My breath came in short gasps, and I whimpered into the beautiful black flight attendant’s bum while she rode me like a rodeo horse. “Fuck!” Tamara suddenly cried out and stiffened, and all her weight came to rest on my face. I was unable to draw in a breath while she shook above me. That was when. I slipped on some panties and a bra then some shorts and a tee top and began to select my wardrobe for the next day.In my heart I knew that the only thing I was going to wear was the new pink suit mom and I had bought on my very first outing as a girl. It had a straight skirt that was above the knee a little, and a fitted jacket with no lapels. Both were lined, which meant that I didn't need to wear a slip with it. For a blouse I selected a thin gray pullover blouse that had a single button at.