"I know I can make it, please just be a little patient at times and notafraid to push me at other times. Can you work with Oscar to make myclothes a l...ttle more feminine?" "Sure," a surprised Bethany. "When Iwas checking out myself out with the lip gloss, I saw young femalewearing men's clothes," Dylan conceded the obvious. "I need to starteasing myself in to looking at the new me." You were going to use the word beautiful there, weren't you," Bethanychided Dylan. The flush on Dylan face was. Since both of them had extensive sexual histories before meeting, why not?Frederic had been introduced to the pleasures of Sarah, Sandy, and Sandy’s sister (read about them in “The Loving Wife” stories) while Rachel enjoyed the happy hands, lascivious lips, and rigid rods of a half-dozen friends and family. Her fiance well knew he was wedding a classy slut but he was still amazed at the outright lust she could engender and enjoy. There was more of her sexual pleasures than he could handle. The. I get all tingly and very wet down there and so does Em.” “I'll show you a little trick I know.” I knelt down in front of her sitting there on the lounge and slowly spread her legs. She resisted at first and I kissed her inner leg, slowly moving up, she opened her legs and gave a sigh as I reached her mound. I kissed and licked all around her snatch but delayed her honey pot. She brought both of her hands up to my head and mashed my face in to her crutch. I licked her tiny lips and drove my. If she had not been tied she would have pulled away but she was helpless and I forced her to a second orgasm. Vicky was kneeling at my feet but leaned forward to watch Carla. Vicky was caressing my smooth legs as she did so. I ordered her onto the bed and told her to kiss Carla between the legs, through her panties."Please Mistress Cindy, can't I kiss you through your panties instead?" No slut. Don't argue with me or you will find yourself tied to the bed in Carla's place."Vicky apologised and.