Andee shivered at the feeling and then felt what she had been growing desperate for. Don inched up towards her and positioned the head of his cock at the wet opening to her cunt. At first, he just rubbed the head of it up and down her wet slit until it was glistening with her juices, then pushed forward and slowly worked himself into her. Andee gasped as he parted her pussy with the wide girth of his manhood and slipped it in about halfway. “Oh my god,” Andee moaned as he inched his cock in deeper and deeper. “You feel so … fucking … huge.” She arched her hips up off the bed to meet his downward thrust, forcing even more of him into her. Andee clutched at his shoulders and tossed her head back. “Oh fuck,” she groaned, squeezing her fingers into his skin. Andee shuddered as Don reached his deepest. She could feel his balls against her ass as he gave one last push. She pulled her body tight against him and let out a deep moan again. She held herself there for a moment, as if she was. The meal was good, as was the conversation. Aside from Mark's initial glance at me when we first came in, he never missed a beat in seeing me as a woman. Not once in all of our conversations did he ever address me in the masculine. Mark even went so far as to push our chairs in for us. He was a perfect gentleman. The actions of both of them quickly put me at ease, and when Nancy gave her an approving smile, I know I had succeeded.“Ladies,” Mark began as he raised his wine glass, “To an enjoyable evening.”I had a big smile across my face as I raised my glass.When dessert was served I tried to help but Joan wouldn't let me. After our meal, we retired to the living room and general talk. I have to say that while the four of us drank red wine, the guy in me would rather have had a beer.“Harriet, do you think you could have fixed as good a meal as we just enjoyed?” Nancy asked me.“I don't think I could have,” I answered in as feminine a manner as possible.“You just need a good teacher,”.