"She grinned. "Yeah. All of us lesbos stick together." You always like girls?" I asked."Pretty much," she said. "I started this dressing stuff because...of my ex-wife. She liked me in her panties. Eventually, I liked me there, too. I'mone of the fantasies -- a feminized man." Every girl's dream," I said. "We all want someone to force us intodresses. 'Eek. I'm horrified you're in a dress. Now wear this gown.' "She giggled. "I was kind of like that," Vanessa said. "But to tell youthe truth, it. Andrew's sure hands had deftly elevated every vital marker on the monitor. Her temperature was elevated, and when her heart rate had reached 105bpm, he subtly altered his technique, pausing at short intervals and even occasionally removing his hands entirely from Serena's body at times when her vagina clenched tightly. She writhed and struggled against the straps, trying to keep her pussy against his hand, but he simply kept his eye on the read-out and waited for her to relax her vaginal. Don’t hold back.“You’ve been speaking in lovely imagery ... but I like dirty, filthy, too! I want to feel your cock deep in my cunt. I want you to take it out briefly, so I can lick it off, and then put it back. Bend my legs back so you can go deeper. I want to feel you against my cervix. Tell me your fantasies about me.”As I withdrew, and she licked and sucked me as she suggested, I grunted, “I want to feel your legs in other ways. I want you on your belly, with me deep inside your pussy, and. The rest hung past her navel. The silky cascades obscured her firm pert breasts but each nipple nub peeked through small gaps in the curtain of hair. Destiny noticed Ned’s semi-arousal and approached him. Ned reached out and took her hand and drew her close. With Destiny in strappy high heels, the tabletop was at her navel level. Ned knew her height was immaterial since she would spend most of the test on the table mounted upright on his rock hard cock. Ned started the test with introductions.