" Then looking deep into my eyes she held my hand against her warm pussy and blew me away when she whispered softly, "Honey, I showered on the outside... but he's still very much inside of me." I was now going crazy and I barely got the words out of my mouth without stuttering, "You mean, his cum?" She was sure I was now excited, and she also knew just what to say. She slowly nodded her head, "Yes, his cum, honey, there was so much. I've never seen a man cum like he did." Then she reached down. I was happy to do it. She stopped me before she came and finished herself off. In the dark I did not notice that she had slipped a washcloth under her and filled it with cum. I had not ever had a strong cum flow so it didn’t occur to me. Soon, went to sleep. The next time we spent the night together was at my house. My parents’ room was on the other end of the house so there was no danger of them hearing us. I half expected her to ask me to do her or her to do me. But she started by asking if I. ? He had referred to himselfto some others as ?transdyke?, which was why I used it. He was tied spreadeagled-to a four post bed in our basement. ?Forget about women you freak.. You want to be a lesbian? Well you can?t asshole!.But I am going to let you be a transvestite. And since that IS what you are,you are going to start acting like one. In fact, I?m going to make you intoa freak that I can enjoy.??This is your new home,? I continued. I knew he had no really close friends,and that his family. "She's a stunning piece of pussy. Let me know if you persuade her."The plan occurred to me that night. Jill was curled up on the sofa, immersed in one of her endless mystery novels. I was watching a baseball game and daydreaming. The air was heavy and the crickets chorused outside. She had showered and changed into light cotton skirt that she tugged down occasionally to cover her exposed little panties. Her hair was wet and she smelled freshly soaped. Her eyes drifted above the page and she.