It is different with a woman, isn’t it, baby?” “Yes, it certainly is. I still like men, but I found out years ago how wonderful and close being...with another woman is.”Sandy gently pinched one of Francine’s nipples and sucked on her freshly shaved pussy. She pulled her clit out with her teeth gently and then she flicked her tongue over it rapidly.She looked into Francine’s eyes. “I want to have a sexual weekend. I want you to be part of that, but not all of that, OK, Franny?” she asked with. It was so sexy and animalistic and raw. I crave that from you.” I told him.“I wasn’t sure if you wanted it like that. Let’s face it, I am a bit larger than most guys and I surely don’t want to hurt you.” he said.“Oh God Baby. I can handle it. I crave it too, just like Cam does. You won’t hurt me, I promise. If we’re going to be lovers, then we need to communicate it all to each other, Deal?” I asked“Deal” he said as he pulled me down to him to kiss. As we kissed, we started to fuck. Me pushing. Still, I knew it would take a while before she really broke free and became more comfortable. Neither of us spoke, but the sexual tension made me aware of the adventure we were both on.I remembered my own struggle to become free of my family's expectations. My dad's a surgeon at Einstein Hospital in Philadelphia where I grew up—Doctor Ezra Wiseman. My mother was a high school principal. When I dropped out of college in my junior year and moved to Vermont to join a communal farm in the nineties,. I took off my long coat that revealed my white shiny satin blouse I had put on before leaving mums. I sorted out the starps on the pink satin bra I had worn, and made my clevage look bigger.I felt so sexy.l I then took off my jeans that revealed my black stockings and suspenders.Out of my little carrier bag I produced my wig, a tiny black mini skirt and my red lipstick, as well as my 5” stilleto shoes I had nervously bought from a charity shop some weeks before. I also had some big clip on.