.as deeply as she could drive it...and Ialso knew, when I was male...I loved making Jenna beg for it. I didn'twant to do that...I was male, not female.....but the body I was in was tooneedy...too powerful in its need.I could see Jenna smiling...we both knew it was going to happen...alwaysdid. She looked at me...."What do you want, Jen?" My breathingaccelerated...my hair is a mess...I look up at him...he's holding mywrists down on the bed...his chest...this body wanted to...demandedto...be. I said what do you mean complements? I guess maybe not what they said ,but how they looked when I was doing my exercise. I said "what the hell are doing and come here and let me go".I suddenly hear her walking over so she came to her senses and was going to let me go.She said "you know what I am really tired of hearing you talk so let's close that mouth". Then she goes ahead and places a piece of tape right over my mouth and says this will keep you quite while I finish. Then she gets really. Brandy was preparing to go on a mission for her church during the summer when we began dating. As a devote follower of the Mormon faith, she was also a prudish virgin. That is, until I deflowered her and turned her out into a three-holer tart. After I gave Brandy a proper introduction to the realm of sexual relations outside the bonds of marriage, her testimony in the Mormon religion began to falter and she quickly gave up the idea of spending the next eighteen months of her life. Amy now took off her top and revealed what we had all suspected that she was braless. They both cheered and it didn't take long before they were feeling her breasts. Amy was lost in a lustful look. I didn't know what to do, she opened her eyes and extended her hand right toward me and in the familiar fashion with her index finger motioned me to her.I stood there mouth open and that's when I put it all together. I was the only one Dave didn't get drinks for, and I was the only one in control, or.