Perhaps she really was aloose slut. Perhaps the terrible things the men were saying about herwere true after all. Perhaps she really wanted to be viol...ted by all ofthem at once.Her mind reeling, she felt herself succumbing to the heat between herlegs.The lips and tongue between her legs were pressing against the seethingwet gash of her twat. She heard slurping sounds as the short muscularman between her legs ate her out.She inhaled the heady masculine scent of the man's huge hardening prickand. I want to feel his hardness push against my back. I wanthim to reach around me, slip his hand inside the front of my pantyhose andfeel him rub his fingers down the front of my thin, delicate, flimsypanties parting my cleft and pushing my panties slightly inside of me.I want him to unfasten the clasps of my bra and allow my breasts to spillout of the cups and swing freely and heavily on my chest.I want to turn around and let him gaze at my bare breasts. I want him topull me into him and stroke. I hope that, when you are dressed in mens clothes you are always wearing stockings or pantyhose with panties undeneath - a sissy should always be free of body hair, have its tie nails permanently painted and wear panties and omens hosiery 24/7. It should not own any men’s socks or underwear.I cannot advise you whether you should go out and prostrate yourself at the feet of real men. You should certainly start practicing because I think you know, deep down, it’s where you will end up. It is a. ‘Two.’ I said as I slid my middle finger inside myself also. ‘ I notice that he is changing position on top of me, without removing either his tongue or his fingers, and the next thing I feel is the silky head of his cock on my lips and I can smell the heat inside him as he bumps it under my nose. I let him rub it across my pursed lips, while he continues to bury his face into my spreading vulva lips eating sloppily, but softly at my female flesh.’ Now I had my other hand working my clit over.