She couldn’t believe it. How dare he, this fucking peeping Tom. She caught her breath and instantly started to giggle. How was he any different from...her? She started to rationalize the situation. She didn't know any of these people and she couldn't help but wonder if her “Tom” was as turned on watching her as she was watching her couple. She was a grown woman and she didn’t have to answer to anyone. This week was about her, her relaxation, her centering, her time and her fun. She picked up. I’ve waited so long for this moment and I want it to last. My fingers slid down the insides of her thighs and her legs opened wider, bending at the knee, giving me more room to tease her. I ran my fingers down the crease where her body and legs meet while blowing on her slit, all the while savouring the moment. I gently traced a finger down her now wet slit and across her perineum making her sigh loudly. Back it came but I stopped at her slit and slid it between the lips of her wet vagina as. I could feel his penis go through my ring and the shaft slide inside my hole.It was the most incredible stretching and filling sensation.Once he was all in he stayed there and let me get used to it. I kept rubbing my nipple and masturbating.I soon started to breathe heavily and that was his key to start moving in and out of me. I felt his entire penis sliding in and out, in and out in a steady rhythm, stretching and filling me. After about three minutes of this he started to breathe heavier and. Even as I think about this, I realize how much I've changed in the lastcouple of months. It was only this summer that I myself was a boy, whoselegs barely worked at all, and couldn't even imagine that before summer'send I'd be a girl, with pretty legs, and a boyfriend who appreciates them...I found about about my boyfriend's interest because the weather hasfinally started to get colder, and my skirts and shorts have moved to theback of my now fairly large closet.I live in Edmonton, and once.