But what would I change into? SoI made up a story. "Wanda, I'm not used to how tight these clothes are.I need to go over to your place and change". "S...re, just dress to makesure my body looks hot," Wanda said, checking me out up and down, andthen pulling my shorts down to cover the butt cheeks that were stickingout. "And no Daisy Dukes," Wanda said, "Unless you want guys grabbingyour butt all the time, little Len-bo".Wanda, in my former male body, walked over to the table and pulling outthe. Her shirt tucked in tightly inside her skirt, giving her boobs an enhanced look. Her boobs were slightly bigger than any girl at her age. She leans forward, resting her elbows on the fence- four straight bars placed horizontally at waist height to protect someone falling down.She keeps her leg on the lowest steel bar. On that time her skirt slightly goes up and forms gap between her thighs. Sometimes it’s hard to resist this. I look at her thighs lustily. I even sometimes wished that her skirt. .. I ran the vibrator on low power all over them, getting them excited. MMMI grabbed a magazine and started to look at the pictures. This got me pretty hot so I decided to take things farther and applied the vibrator to my clit. Wow I thought. I had never experienced anything so arousing and that had felt so good in my life at the time.I got extremely aroused. I didn't know what was happening too well at the time, as this was the first time I had ever experienced such pleasure. I noticed I was. She looked at him looking down at her. His slow almost love-making strokes was quickly building up another orgasm. Michael wanted to make this last but the beauty of her pussy stretched around his cock was too much. Swollen and red from her orgasm. Her moans went straight to his cock as if she were teasing his balls with her tongue. Leaning forward and lifting her legs he thrust into her deep. The angle allowed for him to pound into her, hard. He loved seeing her bound more than he ever thought.