Her tongue seemed to be everywhere as she slid her lips along his shaft. It caressed every inch of him as she slurped his stiff stalk. He put a hand o... either side of her head more for balance than anything else. He was willing to let her set her own pace. She licked, sucked, and bobbed. The wet, warm pressure her felt was magnificent. He could also feel pressure building in his balls. She knew he was close. She let his dong slide slowly out of her mouth, got down on all fours and shouted,. Then they asked why was I so upset after all your a sissy aren't you. I ran out to the back of our trailer home and into my bed room and cried.A few hours later they entered my room and forced me to strip, hell the tore off my clothes, all they had on now was the panties with obscene huge bulges. I was drooling without realizing it. They ordered my to come and pull down the panties, as I slowly did the huge shemale dongs dripping with pre cum dripping slapped up against their bellies they. I start with some white thigh high stockings with lace stay-ups. I rub my hands over my legs as i do savoring the smooth silky feel. Next come my white boy shorts that hold my little clitty-cock in oh so nice. I feel my ass as they are pulled into place. I love my ass and so do men, it is nice and firm and round. It’s very nice for them to look at while they are fucking me. I look in my dresser and pull out a cute little silky bra that fits over my flat chest. It has just enough padding to give. I still wasn't really for Ballet moves. I was stretching the muscle, but it was like an ax blow not a rapier thrust. Tiny Dancer being the aristocratic rapier and me being the peasant ax, those were my images.I rode the bike by Sue Ling's place, but her car wasn't in the parking lot. Just as well, the idea of paying to get beat up was just a little too kinky for me. I had noticed at the sit down that Willy was my shadow with a camera for the morning. It was my guess that Earl was still in bed.