I had very naughty and dirty thoughts in my head. I dreamed about dick every day. Before school, I used a dildo, I just could not wait to get home fro... school to use the dildo again. I started to go to school dressed like this and with an anal blug in my ass. At that time, I was aware that I became a naughty sissy. One day, on Friday, after school we went to a party at the bar. it was nice. music, dance, drink ... After a while, I used the toilet, when I started pissing in the urinal. After some time, we did with shopping and went back home. Once we reach home, I saw Kamala took our cloth bags from the room we stay and locked the room. She was shifting it to their room. I feel like want to ask but I still can feel the slap she gave me earlier. I just keep silent and sat on the sofa in living room.Kamala brought the clothes they bought and ask my wife to give a try. It was a yellow short casual dress. Revathi went to the room and closed the door. Suddenly, I realize that Ram. This was amazing, and it was only when I was five or so, such sweet potential. I remember the dead girl's eyes, dead but full of life at the same time, so horrified. Like a picture. She had no soul but her eyes were frozen with terror and shock, but she was only a thing of the past. I saw so many things like that, so many things that were considered terrible that I loved. Like when I dreamt a girl was fucking her boyfriend in the back seat of their car on a look-out point. They hit the car into. I do and he leads me into his wreck room.I recognize the table immediately. I he looks at me again and gives me the same evil smile and asks if it looks familiar. I say yeah. He orders me to strip, I hesitate but he holds up the tape, so I do as I am told, and he says, "Good, now get on your knees bitch!"I ask, "What?" and he reminds me of the tape. I comply and get on my knees. He walks up to me and his crotch is in my face, and I can see his bulge through his pants. He tells me to unzip him.