Miranda quickly got off the counter placing her hand on the top to hold herself up. I was almost ready to return to the fun when Miranda turned to me,...the innocence in her eyes now gone."Are you going to fuck me or not?" Miranda place a finger into her now gaping ass and licked the pre cum of her fingers.Bending over the counter top with her ass invitingly up in the air I rammed into her once more. This time Miranda joined in moving her hips making everything much more enjoyable."Harder,. He missed not an inch of her skin as he explored her neck, her earlobes, her shoulders. She trembled beneath him as he teased her most intimate erogenous zones, suckled softly, bit lightly, and lapped at her smoothness. By the time he his mouth found her breasts she was pulled tight as a bow ready to snap, her nipples hardened and pointing upward to him as if demanding his attention. A tender smile played upon his lips as she looked up at him, pleading silently for him to continue. He kissed. " By the time I had the hose turned off, she was entering my house. She immediately plopped herself onto 'her' spot on my couch and lit up. I quickly retrieved 'her' ashtray.Seeing that she was still a little shaky, I sat next to her on the couch. She leaned into me and I put my arm around her, "Thank you so much, Steve. I don't want to think what could have happened if you were not outside today," she murmured shakily.I was thankful she had fallen so close to me, as it now allowed me to view. I wasn’t under the control of someone else or something else, it was just that I felt comfortable. I went to the couch and sat down without thinking about my former self. I was just me, Stevie, drinking some OJ, and turning on the TV. I sat there and put both my feet on the coffee table, searched the channels and not once did I think about the strangeness of my body. With no thought at all, I settled on the news, put my hand between my legs and began rubbing my clit. I sat there, legs spread.