They knew we were adult enough to be trusted and they showed how much they trusted us by surprising us with a real special treat just after Christmas....We were allowed to stay at each others houses over the weekends or holidays in the spare rooms at each house. That way everyone got to know everyone else better, and we soon felt like we were a big family that way. Another plus was it gave the two family’s time to bond with us youngsters. It also saved on the late night trips to get Bill home. ***It was now almost a year since my conversion. I was deliriously happy asa women. I had the most wonderful wardrobe, as my mistresses wereconstantly bringing me home lovely feminine articles. I felt that I hadalways been a women. Getting dressed was second nature, I could put onmy bra, corset, stockings, apply the most sensational make-up within 10minutes. My deportment was totally feminine, I found myself naturallysitting with my legs crossed at all times, even when eating at thetable.I was. I let him enjoy it as I remained still, my cock all the way in him, his ass gripping on to my cock while his cock throbbed and cum oozed all over the head. He was breathless as he leaned into me and kissed me. My hands grabbing on his ass again and giving him loud slaps. "oh fuck... that was so good.... fuck I came so hard.." he said out of breath. We kissed eachother and made out for a good minute, letting him rest before I started thrusting again. Nice , slow, and deep. "Cum for me.... oh. I just wanted to see how much more time I have to enjoy this.’ ‘And just how much time do we have Mrs. Parker?’ ‘I have to be home by six. Think you and your crew can keep up with me for another two and a half hours?’ ‘I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised Mrs. Parker.’ ‘Call me Mary Jane.’ ‘Oh no, you are Mrs. Parker as long as Mr. Parker is in the next room. There is just something so super erotic in fucking a married woman while her husband is so close and unaware.’ At the reminder that.