She told me about how her father had called her the morning of her birthday and how he had asked her if she was going to play hooky. She actually did ...hat day, and narrowly avoided getting into serious trouble by doing so. She went on to tell me how she spent the rest of the day loafing around, and how she had been gifted a small bag of weed from one of her friends later in the day. Her friends also threw her a surprise party later in the evening, so she had a pretty good birthday.She had been. Well it actually fitted and with a pair of rolled up underpants in each cup I had a bust. After a few days of 'happiness' I lost my nerve and junked that bra, also far away from my location.I couldn't understand the ups and downs. The ups of wearing bras and the downs of I am a man why am I wearing female clothes (albeit just a bra). Also I didn't understand why I kept going back and buying more. I slowly realised that wearing these clothes was addictive and that I was hooked. It didn't matter. She led me into the house without turning on any lights and lowered me to the rug in front of the fireplace, where she started kissing, licking and sucking at my nipples while her hands molded my breasts. I was in absolute heaven, and when her tongue started to travel downward, I held her back."What's the matter," she asked. "Am I taking something for granted?" I just need to breathe, Jenn." Oh baby, I want you so bad," she said. "I want you too," I confessed. "I've wanted this for a long time. There was some resistance at first, but Brittany’s asshole gave way and slowly my cock entered her final hole. She groaned loudly as she lowered her body all the way down until I was completely buried in her asshole. Brittany began to ride me again, moaning even louder this time. I held onto her hips and let her do most of the work initially. From Melanie’s perspective, she saw Brittany’s ass cheeks bouncing up and down as my throbbing cock stretched her asshole. As Brittany began to fuck me.