God, those eyes. We moved into the house, large and warm and I suddenly realised how cool it had become outside. I sipped slowly, reluctant to drink t...o much more but so enjoying the conviviality, the warmth and the sheer pleasure. I sank into a deep cushioned sofa and leant back into its embrace. Later, much later, the party dissolved. People moved singly, in couples or in groups, leaving the room and slipping into the dark recesses of the house. I stood, looked around me and found I was. My voice becomes higher pitched and softer, I wiggle my ass for him, and I tell him that I love being his girl and how much I love it when my man fucks me. I squeal and moan like a girl does when she's getting fucked real good. You may or may not be into the feminization thing but I'm sure you're all into something and my advice for you is to try it.I also love it when he pulls my hair. Not enough to cause any pain, but enough to let us both know that he is the boss and I am his bitch. Hair. LOL she had no idea what she was letting herself in for. She is actually 90% lesbian so it would be my twat she would be eating more than cock to be honest. Sara had on this pink dress that you could see the bottom of her arse in and it is tight so it covers her boobs but tight so she you can see her nipples as she had no bra on or knickers for that matter. She just had some red heels on. We both had pink lipgloss and nail polish on. We went to back of spar and Sara watched as Jamie and Danny. .. Well, I was horny. I don't recall exactly what I wrote, but it was along the lines of "Attractive female wanted to re-enact certain scenes from the Sleeping Beauty Trilogy by Anne Rice, rsvp to [email protected]. (Yes, I know Yahoo came later. I don't remember what email system I used back then, and on the off chance some adventurous girl reading this story might like to... )So I got like four responses.The first was from a lass named "Eagle". Well, Eagle sounded a little masculine,.