Carolyn sucked my shaft deep into her mouth before slowly pulling her lips back off my throbbing cock, making it twitch and throb over her face as she...looked up at me and rubbed her hand down over her wet pussy, pushing her fingers into her slit, then wrapped her warm pussy moistened hand around my cock. Slowly stroking her juices and my precum over my stiff cock, she started kissing and licking her way up my groin and stomach, with light teasing nips as she moved up my stomach. Carolyn kissed. Greg turned to me and showed me a couple of glistening fingers..." Fucking hell....she's only got split-crotch panties on !", he whispered before turning back to get another feel. That was too much ! I knocked a coaster onto the floor and leant right over....he was right ! I the gloom under the table I could see Greg's hand plastered between your spread thighs. He eased his hand away to give me the unobstructed view of those red split-crotch panties and the dark shadow of your pubes above a. I was still deeply in love withJill. Just because I was a woman now did not change that. I kissed herback. She smiled and we hugged each other tightly."Tomorrow, we need to explore what my new body can do. Tonight, I'd liketo explore what this new body can feel."Jill took my hand and led me into the bedroom. She sat me down next toher on the bed, and kissed me deeply, letting her tongue slide past mylips to touch mine. "How does that feel?" Amazing!" I gasped. She slid her hand down my shoulder. ”“What do you have against pantyhose, anyway?”“My hand.” She hissed. It was an old joke. He tugged them down hard. Jeff never learned, or maybe he was acting out his hatred of pantyhose.“Hey! You’ll ruin them.”“If you can do it better,” he said, “show me how.”So, she got up and showed him how to remove pantyhose without damaging it. The shoes went first, and the panties followed the pantyhose.“We’re not going to open the door, are we?” she asked.“No.”So she took off the dress, too. It would.