Both women were now moaning as they lapped at each other’s pussies. I could feel Sunita’s tongue working in concert with mine as I sank deeper and...deeper into that inviting passage. Jennie’s body was fighting to get me deeper into her, and my considerable length was as deep as it would go. I felt her cervix against my glans on every thrust.My cock started to throb, and I felt my impending orgasm approach. “Sunita, suck her clit now. I’m getting ready to cum.”“Please cum. Fill up my needy pussy,. "I think I'd be better in bed," he moaned, and all concern, she helped him out of his shirt, undid his shoes and took them off, followed by his socks. Then, as he sat hunched over, concealing his rampant erection, she undid his trousers."Stand up, my love," she crooned, as she hooked her fingers on his waistband, beginning to pull the trousers and his boxers down. Then his state became obvious."What the–" was all she managed."Aha, me beauty!" he shouted. "Now you are in my power, I shall 'ave. He sighed, “I’m never going to hear the end of that, am I?”Cindy stifled a giggle and shook her head. “Of course not, it’s a woman’s prerogative to mention such things.”Case shook his head.“Anyway, on my visit to Austin last month, Anastasia and I had lunch with her, and Lisette Oropesa.”“Oh? I don’t think you mentioned it.”“You were off somewhere that day – Dallas, I think. Anyway, it was very pleasant and we heard all about Vika’s new man.” She paused. “I don’t think Lisette likes me. We each take a seat and my depression washesover me again."You're dressed like a girl," Jenny informs me."Yeah, thanks," I sigh. Jenny always does a good job of soothing me.Except at least one occasion that you may be familiar with..."You're pretty," she adds.I blush. Pretty? I don't want to be pretty. She's not the first to sayso. I'm pretty? Really? That's messed up. Do I like it? I slump forwardto rest my bra-clad chest on my knees and hang my head."You can dress like a girl at school?" she.