She was unsure of whether to remove her underwear and hesitated for a moment. She at the last moment decided she would, she then sat on the chair in t...e corner. Presently an attractive young, maybe twenty five year old girl came into the room and closed the door. "Hi I'm Christy, I will be your therapist today," she said enthusiastically, "Now let's get started. Up on the table please." Evelyn sat on the edge of the table and swung her legs up. "What I usually do first is waxing," Christy. Give it to me.’ Needing no further encouragement his dick was soon deeply embedded within her. His action was firm, strong and deliberate, a rush of air escaping from his lips with every stroke. He grasped her buttocks with a vice like grip so firm that it would bring bruises in the morning. Margie sat in a nearby chair, a finger busy on her clit as the slapping of naked flesh rang in the air. It did not mask Damien guttural grunting or Danni’s high pitch squeals of delight. ‘Oh fuck!’ Danni. Dillon asked what was sofunny, and Sarah blew it off by saying nothing, suggesting that they goget a drink. As Dillon agreed to go get drinks, he thought "Great, nowshe is answering like a woman."As they made it up to the bar, a lady with red hair in a green cocktaildress which matched her eyes came walking towards them. The look on theapproaching lady's face told Sarah she knew Dillon and also liked him.Dillon was so happy to see Veronica, even with Sarah enjoying theirtime he could tell she. But now those breasts were all that allowed her to proclaim without contest her femininity. Her succulent, tight vagina, a luscious furrow which he had ploughed and erupted within more times than he could remember, was no longer there to be claimed. Instead, hanging between her firm thighs, flattened against her knickers by the tight span of her black pleated skirt, was a penis. A big one, maybe, or a small one. Perhaps, judging by what she'd said, a semi-erect one. But a penis nonetheless.It.