When a woman becomes passionate, it is more special, more personal than with a man. With men, it often seems that they might as well be having sex wi...h themselves. I have had sensitive male lovers, but they are the exception, rather than the rule.My first experience with another female was when I was 13 years old. My friend Jennifer and I were very close. We had gone through the first ravages of puberty together. We watched ourselves and each other as our bodies were transformed from slim,. Veronica patted the bed beside her ass.Brutus, having learned a new trick, hopped right up in the same position he had assumed With Linda. He pushed his prick towards Veronica's face, thinking he was going to get sucked off again. The big, bloated prick-knob looked so succulent that the horny redhead could not resist the impulse to give it a tonguing and a slurp or two, but she stopped before there was any danger of milking him off, for she was truly getting desperate for a cuntful of cock by. My sissy was shaking all over and buckingagainst his restraints. If it weren't for his moans, I would have thoughthe was in pain. But he must have been enjoying it on some level. I thinkwe all were. We kept going. Lexi was determined."I think we're almost there..." she said with her eyes transfixed on hisleaking cage."I think you're right," I replied back. I took the vial in my gloved handand pressed it against the tip of his chastity cage.Within seconds, he stopped moaning and whimpered, "I. “It’s half past two, can I come in a minute?”“Um, yeah sure.” Kate opened the door and stood back to let Jenny enter.Jenny couldn’t help staring at the girl in front of her. Kate was a little shorter than Jenny. Her sandy coloured hair was usually tied up but was now down over her shoulders. She had a long narrow face with small features, her face was dominated by the rectangular glasses she wore which actually drew the eye to meet her steel grey eyes. Her body was on the skinny side of being.