In many ways, we were mirrors of one another, both before and after the fact. Both of us were bisexual with a stronger leaning towards the opposite se..., reasonably intelligent with dreams of becoming a member of Team USA and getting our college degrees.Also, like me, Terry remembered! He remembered his life as Terry, the young woman. The change had upset him, and he couldn’t talk to anyone about it. All his clothes had changed to match his new male persona. No one recalled the female Terry. He. We got to talking about everything and he asked me about that day when he caught Scott and I. I guess I started blushing and he rubbed my cheek and said, "don't be shy, it's me you're talking to". "What do you want to know " I asked. He said, " you mentioned that you are the only one who does the pleasuring and Scott only receives ". "Yes " I said. "Well that's unfair because he was lucky to have you as a friend and you are really a good looking young man and he should have been servicing. “I’m gonna come and I don’t have a rubber on” I told her so she could get off. In a strained voice that made me know that she was having an orgasm, Tina said, “It’s OK. I’m on the pill and I love the feeling of hot cum filling my pussy.”Almost before she had finished saying that, I was squirting my seed deep into her. I groaned and jerked as several blasts of my stuff washed her insides. She shook and moaned, “Oh fuck yes. I love it. Fuck.” Tina kept riding my cock till it softened and. Gawd, she was wet. Every time I pushed the hot dog into her, juices squirted out, I wasn't old enough to have had much experience at the time other than fumbling in the closet with a girlfriend, but the way Roberta was soaked—and soaking me AND the hot dog—was definitely a new one. You didn't see that kind of thing in the magazines I could get hold of in my teens. She was noisy too, constantly moaning and gasping, and talking. "Fuck me with that nasty hot dog, kevy, oh yes stuff my slutty.