What I did know at that particular moment in time was that I would never have forgiven myself if I didn't go back to her room to find out. We sat down...on the couch in her suite, and she offered me half of a soft drink that she had in her refrigerator. The conversation picked up where it had left off, but went to yet a much deeper level for about another forty-five minutes. I had mixed emotions. On the one hand, I had never wanted anyone so badly in my life. On the other, I was now wondering. I enjoyed having the gap, as I always thought it looked hotas all hell. My legs followed, with some kneading here and there to makethem less muscular and more feminine. The feet were tricky, as the shoeseither fit or didn't, so I had grabbed the pair I would wear that night,and shoved my feet into them. The squeezing lasted only a second beforethey were perfectly sized for them. I took them off and then put on mydress for the nightIt wasn't anything fancy, but I did need to adjust my body a bit. “B” had the Hitachi on my pussy and he had control of that damn tens unit. It started off slow with him only inching me and when I would ask “Please sir may I cum??” he denied me and would turn up the tens unit and have “B” wait a few minutes to gag on his cock and distract me from an orgasm. He was fucking my throat, “B” sitting on my spread thrashing legs and the tens unit throbbing inside me. I accidently pushed it out and “B” decided it should be like an inch deeper. HA! It made my cervix. Her long, smooth legs practically shined in the afternoon light and met together under the ragged hems of her shorts. The position she was in, her lap was pointed toward me, and the shorts were loose enough that I could see where one leg ended and...she...began. Smooth pink lips shaved bare, resting in the barest shadow of what could barely be considered clothes.Meanwhile, the shapes of her breasts under the tight shirt were unmistakable, and they were full enough that they jiggled with even.