One day i was walking through the back area and i saw her bending over a workbench.Her trousers emphasised her ass and my cock immediately sprang to a...tention.This made me decide to take a chance.I walked up to her and put my hands on her hips before grinding my stiff cock into her ass.I fully expected her to turn around and slap me but instead she just reached her hand round and squeezed my cock."My.You are a big boy".She then grabbed my hands and placed them on her fulsome breasts.I squeezed. It became a real mess when the police got involved. The press had a field day and pointed out how it was bad for young girls because it made them grow up too fast. I vowed I would never do another pageant again even though I was second runner-up.The good that came from it was I met Tony Grant who was the photographer for the event. He came to our home and had a long talk with my parents. Mr. Grant was just out of college and could already see he didn’t want to do portraits and weddings the rest. (Photo 'blackmail' can accelerate things nicely)From an entirely personal space my big thing is control and domination, can't explain it, don't really question it, I just accept it and have, much later in life, done something about it!There is no bigger turn on for me than to see a once macho heterosexual male, made-up, appropriately dressed in her girly finest, on her knees fellating a large penis until it discharges, it's just unadulterated bliss to know I made it happen, the control and. “Toro, don’t you dare do anything that will get you kicked out of this game, or cause the team to get a personal foul penalty! We need you in this game and all of us need to have cool heads if we’re going to run our offense the way the coaches have taught us last spring and for the past month!”Ben continued, “His name is Clay Connor, I saw it on their roster. He’s a freshman just like us. He was good last year and he’ll be even better this year. He’s been bumped up to D-1 Varsity, but we’ll.