As he moved to push his fingers into her I quietly reached down inside my jeans and started stroking my pussy which was becoming wet. This was a total...y foreign feeling for me but the urge was overwhelming. As he continued to lick and stroke her nipples and push his fingers deep within her she kept moaning and I had to lean against the door frame to keep myself upright as I stroked harder on my pussy, pushing inside myself, I was getting wetter by the minute! I was trying desperately to keep. I did not ask for any more details and allowed the conversation to end naturally.We continued splashing around and sipping our wine after that for a short while before John again spoke. “Well, I suppose we had better head to the change room and put on dry clothing.”The change room had a rather sticky sliding door, beyond which a wall got built, that one had to walk around on either side to enter.After we were both naked, I looked at John’s dick. It was cute but rather average. I, on the other. “You look excited to see me,” a familiar voice reaches out.“Roman!” I exclaim as he towers over me.Roman is in my year (or grade for you Yanks) at school. He is about 5,10, muscular but not ripped, kinda chubby tbh. He has short brown hair and blue eyes, pretty sure he’s straight, but he’s quite camp so no one knows really. Roman was my ‘ex best friend’ you could say, we used to be real good friends but then he changed as we all do. I was just too naïve to realise this then. It got so bad that. " The children tried to process this, making sure they heard correctly. "She has looked like a woman since before I met her, but she had the reassignment surgery when you," looking at Amy, "were two," then looking at Paul, "and a few months old."The kids sat there in stunned silence for what seemed to Sarah like an hour but was really only a minute. Amy looked at her Mama Sarah, took a deep breath like she was about to say something, but then remained silent. Paul looked at all three parents,.