“No, absolutely not!” I held my sore ass cheeks and rubbed them. After fifteen minutes she grinned and asked me if I was feeling it or not. I was ...ut I didn’t want to admit that I had those pleasure sensations too.We lost track of time that afternoon taking turns spanking each other with our hands and sticks. We laughed, we struggled, we cried out in anguish when one of us found a particularly wicked stick or place to stick it! Rory experimented with fresh branches with leaves she pulled off of. We all jumped in the car and went down town and pulled up to a sigh that said "Mommies and Sissies". I was still in the sun dress and thongs, this was a full service boutique a female cashier about my moms age asked if they was any thing she could do to help us, "Yes my son needs sissy clothes and a cut, the lady laughed and I blushed,I started to scream and the lady pressed a button and a big white man came out, "Rene help this sissy find some clothes", my mom and sisters went and picked out a. He called shit again, and I squeezed with all my might as if about to release the contents of my digested breakfast, over his cock, of course by doing this my anus would open up and he could slide inside my ass and fuck it, but I needed lub, so I reached over and grabbed the soft butter, melting in the hot sun, 'Put this on your cock', I ordered him, and for a minute or so felt a relaxation on my asshole, only to be replaced by the same force, only this time he was sliding in, and his hands. The cup size was perfect and the boning in front minimized the bump in my tummy. It's probably what I would have chosen, if Kim hadn't suggested it."How does it look?" Kim whispered from the other side of the dressing room door.I quietly unlatched the door, opening it enough for Kim to get a peek. She had more in mind than just a peek, though, as she hurried through the door and latched it behind her. "You," Kim whispered, stepping directly in front of me, "look soooo good." She reached her.