The skirt was just long enough to bend over, just short enough to advertise to the men I would have to... deal with. I never dress like that, but I wa... desperate, about to be repo'd or kicked out of my home.I looked at myself in the mirror one more time before leaving, angry for being so irresponsible, feeling nervous, and also disgusted with myself for what I was scheming up. How much dick would I have to suck today? How much nasty cum would I have to get in my mouth? My bills were piled up. I. I kneeled and kissed his flaccid phallus and inhaled then worked a ring over his balls and pulled his penis through until it was correctly positioned. A second followed to rest before his lows slung balls. He never grew through all this and when I took him in my mouth he was still flaccid. But he soon grew in my mouth, and grew and grew when the handsome thing stood full height I guzzled his swollen cock like the devoted pro I am.And I masturbated him. fast and slow, rubbing the engorged collar. Needless to say, the call and her genuine fear had put a damper on my good mood.Regardless, we hosted two label A&R people before the show. We looked at among ourselves like “No pressure!” and while there were preliminary approaches made, we made no commitments. Still, it was pretty motivating to know that our destiny was in our control.The show was solid. I tried to put Anna’s call behind me, but the combination of that and a bit of road weariness did get to me. The rest of the guys were fine. I did, controlling the painful process until it popped past a point. Suddenly it felt only full and pleasant, and.feminine.“Move your ass, sissy!” Ordered my wife. “Tell me you want to be fucked by a man!” I moaned as her ‘cock’ slid in and out. “Yes, yes I want to be a girl for you. I’ll be your whore, do anything you tell me!” I was so excited anything seemed possible. She wasn’t through teasing me, though. “Tell me you’ll suck a real cock. Beg to have a real cock up your little pussy!” The.