Now we were both playing roles -- teenage girls.The two men wasted no time, finding two chairs from nearby tables andsitting between us -- "boy girl, ...oy girl" Nick joked as he sat next toMiranda.In the last hour with Miranda I'd almost forgotten about my tightly-fitting dress and the whole physical transformation as I'd focused onbeing Ellen, her friend. Watching Tom's eyes as he brazenly checked meout brought it all back. His gaze flicked between my boobs, my legs andmy thighs before meeting. ” I sat down next to her, exhausted and we kissed, deeply and passionately, I could taste my jizz in her mouth and I didn’t care. I caressed her breast and her back arched with a little moan. I took her nipple in my mouth and she moaned again. My hand moved across her body, from one breast, down her flat stomach to her fluffy mound, I could not believe the wetness, she was dripping, I laid her back, spread her legs and licked my way down to her bush, it was hairy (this was the 1980’s) and soft. I did so. "On your belly, spread your arms and legs" he said. I obeyed, my body vulnerably and openly stretched before him. "On your back." I rolled to my back, keeping my arms and legs wide. I had not been given permission to close them. "Grasp your ankles." I did so, drawing them up over my head, opening my body even more widely, brazenly presenting my charms for his view and potential usage. I held the position as he seemed to consider my form.He continued to put me through my paces, making. The door was slightly ajar, Amanda took my hand gently and walked me into the room. What I saw almost made me faint! As it was, I did fall to all fours, gasping myself now.Mark was on his bed, fucking his 70-year-old sister Emma missionary-style. A surge of jealousy coursed through by body as I saw the short-haired blonde girl on her back with legs raised, thighs parted, pointing her toes as she posed her feet for her lover-brother. She was in ecstasy! She gazed up at him as though he were God.