The sensations I felt were indescribably wonderful. Iwas enveloped in a warm slippery sheath that gripped my little soldierwith occasional little spas...s. He would throb with my heartbeat andPeg would respond with a contraction around him. She just sat therefor a minute or two letting me enjoy all the new sensations. This washeaven and I didn’t think things could get better but I was in for asurprise.After a little while Peg began to rock back and forth grinding hervagina against me. My. There were several photos of them kissing and laying next to eachother, that she knew would make Wilson even more excited. After the photoswere sent she told him to keep practicing on my makeup. She also suggestedhe watch some videos on how to perfect his feminine movements. Helen alsoreminded him to do the laundry, and have clean sheets ready for herreturn. Wilson looked forward to every text and did exactly what shesuggested and spent all his free time dressing and enjoying. " Oh, thanks Mom. You're right." I can handle it by myself," I say."I'll grab you some shorts," offers my lovely sweetheart."Hell, I'm just going to Doc's. Nobody will see me."I walk out of the house and down the grassy lane followed by a small entourage of naked bodies. We manage to get Ash stretched out on the seat of the truck, still wrapped in the towel, and secured with a seatbelt around her waist."Are you OK?" Annie asks her daughter."I'm fine, Mom. Don't worry," the youngster. The front of those tight shorts just molded her pussy, clearly outlining the lips of her cunt. She couldn't possibly have been wearing panties. But it was the top she chose to wear that shocked me the most. It was a cut-off man's undershirt, the athletic kind with straps. And it was just barely long enough to cover her bra-less breasts. Most of the time. But if she leaned just right, or stretched just right, the tight material pulled high enough for a clear view of the rounded undersides of her.