He felt the warmth of her breasts as their bodies touched, and his cock began to respond.“I’m Jock. How about I take you upstairs to my apartment ...o you can get cleaned up?"“Ok, but no funny business,” she answered. “And how do you know my name?"“Melissa told me. I told her that we ran into each other,” he said with a smile.The girl was trembling and exhausted from her ordeal. Jock put his arm around her waist to support her. Although Jock never used it, he and the girl took advantage of. He then began fucking her face with long, slow, gentle strokes, driving his cock deep into her throat each time. Mel's cheeks hollowed out as she applied suction and her jaw began flexing as she used her tongue on his cock. They quickly established a compatible rhythm so that she was accepting the full length of his dick with each thrust and they were retracting together until only the head was left in her mouth at the end of each counter-stroke.From where I was lying, flat on my back under my. I shuddered as I caught sight of myself in the mirror. Even now it amazed me how female I looked. I lookedso pretty. I couldn't believe it.I said a silent thank you to both my mother and sisters for all thelessons they had given me.I put on my batwing Italian leather jacket, picked up the matchinghandbag and stepped out of my room.There was a gasp from behind me, so I turned round."Wow!" my sister Kate said, "Mi..." she caught herself, "Maria you lookfantastic." Thanks," I replied with a smile,. The tummy tickles started and I was trying to hold thegiggles back and keep from peeing in my panties. My dress would fly outas I cut through the air pushing the crinolines up over my lap. I lovedthe feeling that had never been felt while swinging in my boy clothes.I was giggling like a little girl and Beth encouraged just kept pushingharder. I never heard them or saw them till Carol yelled, "Oh Bobby youhave to be more careful swinging when wearing your dress. We can all seeclear up to your.