”“Well you tricked me, baby girl.”“But you liked it, didn’t you?”“Yes, baby girl, I did.”“So, do I do it as good as Mom did?”“Ye..., you did very well, it was fantastic, baby girl …… but I don’t do comparisons like that …… every woman is different.”“Am I a good different?”“Yes, baby girl, you are a very good different.” “That’s good because I want you to fuck me every day, Daddy!!”“Well ….. I don’t know about every day ………”“You can do it …… I know that you can!”“You might not want it every day.. It was during those times when Zack’s own mind-blasting would convert him into sissy-hood, and he would go into the closet and change into some frilly, short, and feminine dress or other attire, and even heels, and stand attentively, ready to be the subservient sissy he was inside.One of the things they used for teasing each other was an inside joke, or more accurately a sexual fantasy regarding the local coffee house barista, a black man named Josh. Josh was a handsome college student, playing. Wilson. I'm afraid that I was exhibiting my well known country bumpkin personality. Your appearance totally surprised me because one does not normally see men dressed as you are in Phoenix, AZ. Please follow me. I don't have a home office, as such, but we should be comfortable in our family room. There is a table there which we can use as a desk if that is appropriate." Excellent, Mr. Brinkley, and please address me as Ralph. May I call you Jimmy?" Certainly, Ralph. I always feel better when. "I froze. Mr. Decker had implied that it would be some time before he fucked me there, and I'd be using the plugs to stretch myself first. Would he let this client of his take me there already?His next words answered my question. "Well, let's see how things look after we get this plug out..." With a pop the plug left my body, and I felt strangely empty. Neither man said a word, but I felt a finger circle my tender hole. "Ah, she's got a nice little gape going already," Mr. Decker remarked."May.