I am consumed with guilt at the deplorable baseness of my body. Frantically I squeeze my muscles tightly shut as Grant once more thrusts his shaft dee... into my nether regions and his pubic hair slaps into my ejaculant dampened clitoris. But it is to no avail, even as Grant’s throbbing cockhead pushes against my cervix and even before he begins to press his way back down my wildly pulsing flesh, I feel the liquid pressure building on my urinary sphincter. There is no lovingly parted mouth this. KC narrated our loving experience too. Melanie joined us since the guys had left. She also toyed with Sandy as I finished up with Janet.After some cleanup of Janet of my spend by KC and Melanie, I repeated The Experience on Sandy with similar results – someone that loved me deeply, wanted to spend all eternity with me, and wanted my semen pulsed deep into her body on a continuous basis day in and day out. I accommodated the last request by making love to her, and then let the girls clean up. Placing the breastforms in the bra, I then sat down to play with my hair a bit to get itin decent shape to go in public. Being in public as Molly was asnatural as rain at that point. I had progressed with my new freedom, towanting to perfect Molly's image every day. If only my boobs were real.It was a recurring thought as days passed that I needed change and bodychanges were at the top of that list. Dressed in simple denim skirt andshell top it was off to the salon for the 'updo' style. The. She went in, and entered the stall, locking the door. I peeked in the doorway and heard her moving about putting paper on the seat then couldn't resist cracking open the door to the stall beside her. I stealthily peeked into the hole. She was sitting on the toilet and looking at the hole in the other wall where the guy was. I could see a fast movement and thought he was probably jacking off and knew she could see him. She leaned closer to his hole, then suddenly ducked back and I imagined she.