..” Colleen started to say, but was cut off before she could finished her sentence.“Then I guess I’m just imagining the guy at the bar who hasn�...�t taken his eyes off you since I sat down,” Linda grinned as the waiter returned with their drinks.“That’s just some guy who ordered me a drink, that’s all,” Colleen said defensively, “I told him I was waiting for someone.”“What’s his name?”“Bruce,” Colleen said automatically, “Bruce Myerson.”“Well, for someone who just ordered you a drink, you seem to. What do you think of my handiwork?” she asked as she brushed aside her hair to expose more of her chest. “As a man, and a mortal at that, I’m interested in your opinion. Is her bust full and shapely enough for your liking? Are her legs not long and slender? I made her thighs strong, her rump firm and shapely. Her belly is muscled by a lifetime of labor, or at least, an imagined one. Then there are the things that you can’t see. Her skin is as soft as fine silk, her flesh yielding. Will you not. I pull down my baby pink frilly satin pantiesAnd push my biggest dildo inside of meAnd imagine it's YOU, my MAN, my BIG STRONG MAN.OH DADDY BULL, i've always been a sissy.When other teenage boys were playing rough and Acting tough and making out with girls,i was secretly rummaging through Mummy's closet,Trying on her nylons, bras, panties, high heels, and even her makeup,Staring into the mirror at the image of the sissy i created, Hysterically stroking my little peepee Till i triggered a wild. Hand in hand we walked towards the bed. Soon as I sat on the edge of the bed, she climbed in my lap. I was already sweating, I could feel my wet forehead.My breathing almost stopped when she took my hand and placed it on her breasts while grinding her almost naked pussy on my man pole. That was enough to make me a b**st. Very roughly, I turned Nancy around and jammed her in the bed on her back. I could feel her shiver a little and hoped it was the shiver of ecstasy running through her as I.