He smiled and said, "Great, my name's Mike." He extended his hand and I grabbed it firmly before shaking it. When I went to pull it back, Mike held ...t firmly and looked at me with a grin. He lowered my hand onto his crotch and said, "Let's not waste our time." His cock was hard and the bulge filled my hand. I could feel how hot it was even through his jeans. I nodded in agreement as I pulled my hand away.Mike quickly unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. His cock sprang. I looked the female me over very carefully.The first thing I noticed was that my face appeared rather plain for agirl. It took me a moment to realize that it needed make-up. I lookeddown at the bureau, but saw nothing like what I thought I needed. Istarted looking through drawers. Soon enough I came upon the drawerwhere my mother kept her extra make-up. The tubes, bottles, jars,compacts, pencils, brushes, and boxes were a mystery. I spent quite awhile sorting through them before I got an idea. Me and Anita used to hang out sometimes. I had no bad intentions towards Anita.By the way, let me describe her. She has a dusky color skin and a fit body. Her big boobs added to her beauty. I always get attracted towards girls with big melons. A few times while roaming in the bike, her boobs had crushed on my back. She always used to wear a sleeveless top. Slowly, I started finding her attractive. Sometimes she used to send me double meaning jokes. I started taunting her on that. But I knew she. Pippa began moving on Mark, he moved his hands to her ass, holding on as she moved up and back, her tight pussy milking his cock. Her skin was smooth, her hands on his chest teasing his own nipples, her pussy moving, moving, he waited as long as he could, but oh how good it felt, his cum rushing along then spurting into Pippa. And she kept moving, wanting more, she kept moving, tight on his cock. He softened, but she kept moving, he stiffened slightly, she kept moving, moving, Mark couldn't.