I eagerly kept up the pace and suddenly she screamed out."Oh fuck YES!!!!!" she cried as her orgasm took her by force.She clutched her dress and her l...gs quivered and her belly shook as she came very, very hard. I kept up the thrusting as each cry echoed in the house and hoped that nobody was around to hear. She was very loud.At last she quieted and I pulled the vibrator out. I leaned down to lick her juices off the tip when I was sure she couldn't see. She tasted so sweet.I stood up and. Women could kiss each other, but that wouldn’t be allowed between me and the other girl. Kissing is a sensitive subject for us and we explained to Pamela this, too. She said it’s cool with her and we continued our little adventure. At some point we left the club, as both of them were so turned on, we probably would have been kicked out of the club. We paid our bill and went to Pamela’s hotel and had a few cocktails. I went to take a shower, but didn’t want to waste much time because, well, I. We don’t wear rings, but that sort of formality is optional these days.People believe what they assume they already know. We’re married in the intimate sense and the socially apparent sense, but it would be criminal if we had a license. Strange morality.As long as they were with us, Mom and Dad thought it smart, their single children sharing the rent in the Big City. When we’d visit home, we’d revert to our childhood rooms and sneak conjugal moments when the opportunity presented itself.Once. Jack Morgan gently put his hand to the back of Zoe'sneck, which made the crossdressed lad look into his deep brown eyes,just before their lips met tenderly. The kiss was short, and electric.Zoe felt almost as if the strength in his knees was suddenly drainedaway. "Hello, Jack," he said dumbly. "I've been a big fan of yours..."Of course, he never expected to meet his movie idol quite like this!Climbing into the limousine, Zoe was surprised to note there was anotherman inside. The screen.