."Shanna didn't like the looks she was getting.It was long past the time where she was a strange looking outsider. Long past where her wearing male cl...thing, particularly pants, was shocking. They should have been well used to her. Thus, this was something different. Something new.Something personal, perhaps.Shanna walked down the market street with Anelie, shopping basket in hand. The day was cool, the noon sun doing little to provide relief. Nor was her light jacket doing much to keep her. "I was still processing the idea when Jane piped up quickly, "Sure, if it means we get some hot photos. That's all that matters, we don't need to actually do anything together." Matt came back fast,"Ok, then let's get started. Here you take the camera and listen to my direction."He handed me the camera and took his jeans off, allowing his hard cock to bounce out. Jane let out a "Oooh!" noise and removed her panties again, lying on the bed and motioning Matt to come closer.Matt forcefully told. 'You do want a wank', I asked, not really caring if he did or not, I just wanted to see if he was hard, and he was.I pulled his pants and underpants all the way down to his ankles, kissing his cock as I reached the wooden boards.Then sitting back with him trapped between my legs I ordered him to start wanking, encouraging him to cum on me. He seemed unsure, so I raised my legs to accommodate him closer to me, my heels resting on his bum cheeks, and I pulled him closer still until he was wanking. She came back to me and we kissed again and I could once againtaste my own semen."Let's go home to bed. I'm exhausted." she said.We walked on as if it were perfectly normal to walk around in acorset and panties. The only time I was a bit nervous was alongthe road but this time there was no one around and we walkedalong, opened the gate and went into the cottage.We went up to bed and Sally Anne flopped down without changingand I followed suit and fell fast asleep dreaming.