Beki had sent me a friend request. In a trance, I accepted, even though part of me knew I was getting deeper and deeper under this blonde bombshell’... spell.“Let’s have a video chat!” came the message.This was a step too far. In truth, I’d already crossed the line, in fact as they say the line was a dot to me in my rear-view mirror. However, I couldn’t call her up.“Or shall I go and show the video from last night to mum?” Beki texted. “Last night was a bit dark, but the ones from this morning. I watched more and more videos and really got into shemales at first and then started to like even the crossdresser videos. As time went on it just became natural for me to watch shemale porn and I figured that was all that I had needed to be fully aroused. Boy was I wrong about that!I went to my friends house that lived around the block one day in the summer. His gf and brother were there and he asked me if I could watch his brother while him and his gf went to go do something. I said yea and. " "Well, it's a shame I don't have a cock to fuck you with, otherwise you would know." "We can fix anything here," said Sandra, "Bring me some scissors Mistress Beth." "Yes Madam," Beth answered. Sean, by this time was convinced that this crazy bitch might just cut his prick off.Julie looked at Roger saying; "You're a weak spineless shit aren't you?" "Yes Mistress Julie if you say so." "Don't babble, keep your answers short, understand?" "Yes Mistress," he managed. You could see Julie's face. Very beautiful young girls, with cheerful faces were dancing with sticks in their hands in a rhythm. I just stood at the gate and watched. I waved at some of the very nice girls and threw flying kisses at them. Two or three girls were thrilled and responded enthusiastically. It was a slow number and it took more than an hour to complete. When it was over new groups were being formed. Suddenly one of the girls who responded to my flying kiss came running and asked me in Gujarati something which.