It wrapped around her like a fog, leaving her feeling completely relaxed. The Tigger song from Winnie the Pooh drifted into her head. She smiled, ther... was a wonderful thing about being Fiona, and it was not being bouncy, trouncy, flouncy or pouncy. The wonderful thing about being Fiona was having multiple orgasms, and that was fun, fun, fun, fun, fun. She felt tired, but was determined to continue with her plan. Fiona slowly turned to face Frank. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him. So there I was, in a black suit, sitting with a blank expression, hoping people will ignore me, fully aware this was not to be. ‘There you are!’ Why can’t that one just die? It was an aunt, or something like that, and she was talking to me about how lovely a boy he was. I can’t really remember his name to be honest. She was big, in a way you can only get with a combination of genetics and not caring. Not that it mattered what she looked like, but at least I would have something to avert the. They were all grinning with their white teeth in their brown faces, and Mum was grinning too. There was a smell of dope in the air, mixed in with the wood smoke, but once we got to the fire it was being blown away up the beach.We all knew each other already so we just smiled while we waited for Mum to kick things off. I was feeling a bit nervous to be honest, and I could tell Lils was too but I couldn’t cuddle her. Still, it’d been a good idea to have the vibe and we knew our pussies were. We locked our lips and began playing with each other’s tongues for a very long time. I then took off her clothes as I wanted to ram her again.I quickly shed my clothes too and pushed her on the table. This time I could not wait longer so I lifted her legs and entered her pussy quickly. She winced and said ‘sir…now you are in a hurry…why.’ I said ‘now that I had tasted you I want you more and more.’ She said ‘I too want you very much inside me…please keep it inside for long.’She then said ‘sir…I.