I'm so glad you'reembracing your feminine side like this."I blushed at this observation from Becky but when I caught a glimpse ofmyself in the mirror,...with my head sitting on top of a pink ballgown,it was not an observation I was in a position to rebut. I therefore satquietly, staring at the floor as Becky worked some styling gel into myhair and used her fingers and brush to turn hat hair into hot hair.After standing back and looking at her handiwork Becky declared herselfhappy with it by. My pussy clenched tighter, suffocating the white cock. The white guy kissing me hard. Grabbing my boobs n taking my nipples in between his thumb and forefinger. Pinching and pulling hard. Distracting me from the pain in my ass. I cried out when i felt his black cock bottom up my ass. Buried deep till the hilt. His hips pressing agains my ass cheeks. He stilled, made me used to his cock in my ass. I would felt so full, two big cock in my tight holes. And then they would move in sync. When one. After feeling pressured all around I accepted. Naturally, being a horny teenage boy our dates would quickly turn into him playing with my breasts and kissing me. To be honest even though he was pretty clumsy and I wasnt attracted to him, I really liked the feeling of having them touched and played with. I tried to play the role of a good girlfriend, letting him kiss and touch me as he liked, but naturally he always wanted more. He began making me stroking him while he would suck on my breasts.. Some were close friends of her mother and all were members of the congregation, women who came to church every Sunday and to Prayer Meetings. Some taught Sunday School.Feeling guilty, she examined the photos more closely. She'd never seen anything like them in her sheltered life. If she'd just stuffed them back in the folder she would have avoided the most sickening shock, but she kept looking at the lewd scenes. It was the same man in each picture, she concluded, even though his face was never.