Sex. Yeah, call me shallow, but Iloved to fuck when I was a guy, so you shouldn't be surprised that I loveto get fucked as a girl.One of the joys of w...manhood is that I'm bisexual. When I was a guy, thethought of having another guy pack my fudge gave me the willies. But now,I love girl-on-girl action just about as much as girl-on-guy.It didn't take long, about eleven hours in fact, for Brittany and me toexplore the pleasures of lezzy sex. I changed bodies while Brit was away,spending the week. First I woke up horny as hell. Then had a thing with a guy I didn't know in a lift and now I was that turned on thinking about it, I wasn't even catching what Wendy was saying. "Sorry, what?" I said. "I said, do you want to have lunch?" "Oh no, I can't, got a ton of work to do, maybe tomorrow okay?" "Okay sure. Catch you later on then." Wendy waved goodbye. Then she was gone. Alone now all I could think about was how turned on I was. the throbbing was getting too much. I opened my legs and. In the evening. In addition, it became the new norm to stay overnight at the condo until Sunday instead of going home late Saturday night. Initially, she would come home in the early morning on Sunday but that quickly changed to late Sunday afternoon allowing them to continue their sex marathon throughout Sunday. She would be riding herself silly on his big cock and forcing her body to have as many as possible multiple orgasms. He liked to make her squirt a lot fucking her relentlessly and. Marla took off her dress down to her cute little panties and stuffed somebody's cock down her throat while jacking off another one. Not to be out done, I stripped down to my pink satin panties and swallowed a cock of my own. I'd heard about places like this but never experienced it. Once I had my cock toy hard and slick I slid my panties to the side turned around bent over and impalled myself on that cock. Now I could see small openings where the guys could look through the wall and see.