Ilea felt her heat even before she felt her desires. As she caressed her breasts lightly he moaned with her. Into her open mouth, tongues slippery, sl...ding. Holding her close she pulled upward, his fingers sliding in and out. Feeling the urgency of his kiss deepened along with Ryan's probing tongue.Ryan pulled the blankets off the bed. Ilea was left alone, separated from Ryan by a thin sheet. Standing at the foot of the bed Ryan leaned down and placed his hands on the tops of her feet and slid. So that was it. I hardly slept that night but was determined to go ahead with this. If it didn't work for me then at least I would have tried it and could convince myself that dressing privately was enough, that I wasn't really a woman at all.I woke groggy and early on Monday morning, my bag already packed with a couple of days of male clothing, my wig and makeup. I travelled up to Paddington and boarded my train to Oxfordshire. I carried a little flask of scotch that I sipped from occasionally. She tried to casually glance at Steve’s lap, wondering if he was in a similar state. She thought there might be an extra bulge there, but wasn’t sure. God, how much would she like to find out?“Maybe what you should do,” Steve continued with his advice, “is that next time you, well… next time you’re in that situation yourself, you should make some mental notes of how things feel. Then you’ll be in a good position to describe them in your story.”“I think I know what you mean.” Amy. We both started to sweat and the drops just glided off her back o so hot. I could even feel her wet pussy dripping down my leg. the whole situation just made me even hornier than I could ever be. I felt her leg tremble again as I was fucking her hard. My thrusts kept clapping on her ass, not to loud though just loud enough for us to hear. As i could feel her climaxing and slowed down a little and said wait a little longer for me...I not far behind you know ;) !? She shook her head and said.