Eventually, those moans reached a climax and he stiffened, his little cocktwitching and soaking his panties as he cried out in the ecstasy of hisorgas....Afterwards I gazed lovingly down at him, asking if he'd enjoyed himself.He told me it had been the most amazing experience ever and I teased himby asking if he meant the sex or getting dressed up as a girl. Blushing,he confessed it was a bit of both, addressing me formally as 'MissBryson'. I laughed, and told him that now he should call me by. “You mean to tell me you haven’t taken advantage of the way they throw themselves at you to have some fun in the water?” “Believe it or not, I haven’t had or even dated any of the girls from here.” “Not one?” “Nope. I had my high school girl friend, but we broke up last fall. I told you. You know all about that,” I said. “I remember. I just thought you might have, you know, had somebody since.” “Nope,” I said as we came to the locker rooms. “See you out front, okay?” “You bet,” Fran said as she. You guys, as well as your respective mothers and father, who were all quietly, but strongly, supportive of this mouthy girl who was too smart for her own britches.“With Gracey’s comments about sleeping with each other in mind ... and, no, we didn’t do any sex things... , “ the last was accompanied by Liya’s world-class smirk, “though, I might not be opposed to such ... Because I know where I might have been headed, I want to be sure that you guys know that I know it and, even more importantly,. Dylan sat on the sofa for a few minutes, wondering what the girls were getting up to. He finished his drink. Eventually the time ran out, and Dylan put his glass down, headed upstairs, and opened his bedroom door.“Alright girls, time’s...woah…” Dylan said as he opened the door. On the bed he didn’t see the bikini-clad girls he’d been imagining. On the bed he saw two naked girls who looked like they’d been forged by God himself. Big boobs, perfect butts and flawless, hairless skin. The girls.