And she used them like a weapon, dangling her stiletto high heels at just the right moment when men of interest were around. Although she was slutty, ...he was a religious slut, attending church every Sunday. This particular story happened when I was 14. We were driving to church on a Sunday evening. I was already jacking off to her sexy legs and feet and was enjoying the view from the passenger seat as her legs and feet dressed in dark suntan colored pantyhose and black pumps worked the gas and. Jane’s girls took special delight in dressing their sissy brother and loved to take him out to the mall and such places, dressed in pink frilly skirts, where he learned to be humiliated. He was shown to the packs of small boys who knew the girls; they made it quite obvious to them that their petit and fluffy short haired sister was a boy. Sometimes the girls would take an audience of boys behind the mall and make their sissy lift his pink skirt and drop his panties; they would all have a good. I did my standard weight training workout, with Jimmy (one of the personal trainers the school hired) watching and spotting me. We chatted and flirted as I worked out. There weren’t many of us at the gym, but that wasn’t surprising. Not everyone is as dedicated as I am to staying in shape and always working to improve themselves.I may have ‘accidentally’ backed my ass against his cock a time or two, and we both pretended it had not happened. By the end of my workout, it was time to close. Jimmy. My tongue slowly tortured his erect penis, rubbing back and forth along the rim of its head. I could see the blue veins bulging out along the shaft. This probably wasn't going to take long. I pulled my lips tight over my teeth to provide a cushion for his cock and moved my head forward and down, taking as much of him into my mouth as I could. If I was going to let somebody face fuck me it was going to be a good fuck. As I began moving my head back and forth, slowly at first, I let my tongue run.