I was also asked to slow dance by a number of ladies, their hands always seeming to wind up under my skirt. More than one male asked me to dance, and ...f course I refused. The party ended around 4:00 am and we returned to Lydia's and I got ready to take off the costume and remove my makeup. Lydia stopped and pulled me into her bedroom. "You are so dammed hot," she stated as she started kissing and touching me. The reflection in her bedroom mirror showed two women locked in a lovers embrace."I. She was very wet and tight, and it felt great. I was amazed how great Lizzie’s pussy was. I was determined to make this Lizzie’s best sexual encounter. Her passionate moaning and dirty talk had me convinced that I was doing a great job. Lizzie begged me to let her get on top. Therefore, I lie on the bed with a smile on my face, and she climbed on top of me. Lizzie knew how to ride a big dick. She bounced up and down shrieking Spanish words that I found to be freaky and funny. We were in a nice. Her beautiful round face, her big eyes, her straight hair, the black t-shirt that accentuated her large, firm breasts & her tiny little denim skirt. “Tell me how much of a privilege it was, serving as my slave for one day.” “Jeanette, my Goddess. You threw me in your toilet, where my soul belongs. You let me smell your asshole.” “Correct!” she said, pointing to the corner of the room behind me. “Get over there & kneel for me.” I to the corner & knelt on the floor, trying to be as obedient as. Karen's heart leapt in her chest. She didn't know whether to be offended at this very personal remark, from a doctor whom she didn't even know, and who surely, surely shouldn't be saying such things to a patient he didn't know either. Or whether to be flattered. Or whether to imagine he was saying it to distract her from the intimacy of the examination she was undergoing for the very first time, as part of his medical technique, to lighten the situation somewhat. She blushed, said nothing, and.