I was starting to feel a little nervous. Was I the only one that wanted to continue? Was he thinking one and done? Then I felt his left hand come down...and start caressing my tittie. Oh yeah, he wanted it too. He moved his hand under my shirt and stated rolling my nipple in his fingers. I moved my hand down his shorts, feeling the bulge there. I started rubbing it through the material, and it just kept getting bigger. I reached under the band, running my hand over his hard smooth cock, feeling. Soft and gentle, as she rubbed her left hand all over Simone’s young body. Exploring her breast, her hips and her ass, she could feel Simone’s lips relax a bit. She had stopped wimpering, and could start to feel Simone’s tongue start to dance with her own. She was starting to give in! Simone didn’t know what was coming over her. The kiss was not so bad. In fact, it was kind of nice. She was able to look around a bit. All the other girls had started to kiss and caress each other. She even. By the time of the reunion, I was completely passable, even on pretty close scrutiny.About a week before we left for the reunion, we went shopping together. I was en femme. It made for a good trial run and, also, it's much easier to shop for women's clothes when you appear to be a woman. It was fun. Amy and I spent a whole day shopping—just like two girlfriends. We had lunch together and talked about clothes and make up. Doing these things, I felt incredibly close to Amy.And the clothes I got. When I seemed aroused enough for her liking, she unzipped my jeans, reached in and pulled my cock and balls out of my boxers and through the fly hole of my jeans. With a wink she dropped to her knees and popped my cock into her mouth. Her mouth was warm, wet, and inviting. I had to resist the urge to just start throat fucking her right there. I let her have control and she didn’t disappoint. Her head bobbed on the tip of my cock for a minute, her tongue flicking on each retreat as I reached.