Dont You?" Yes" replied Nicky."You look much better as Nicky don't you?" Yes Marcus" In fact I think looking at you now I should make you live as Nick... fora while longer" Yes you should". Nicky's thoughts were in turmoil,she didn't realy want this but she felt compelled to agree.Infact she knew she looked hot and she could see the bulge in Marcus pant.And to be honest with herself she was getting a real sense of satisfactionthat she looked good enough to elicit this response."You like being a. Sometimes he has me on my back legs spread wide so he can put them over his shoulders looking me in the eye so he can see my facial expressions as he slowly enters my sissy pussy. Depending on his mood he may tease me and make me beg for it. this of course it a total turn on to me. a feeling only a true sissy can understand, begging to take Man Cock up my ass. no Real Man would ever do that.Then comes that initial contact of his hard cock head making contact with my pussy I love the feeling of. A few moments later she stood on the bank, dripping water as she wrung out her bikini bottom, revealing both the curves of her behind and the mound in front. The bikini bottom would have to hang to dry, the thick flour sack burlap being no match for the fast-drying synthetics worn by more sophisticated bathers. Again she plucked vines and leaves and quickly wove them into a garment, which she was just about to put over her sex when suddenly a voice called out-- "Oh, don't cover it up, I was. “That vent may have too much air coming in, the school teacher’s skirt blew up over her waist when she drove mine earlier.”“I love the wind on my legs, can I leave it wide open?”“Sure, but if it blows your skirt up just close it a little.”“I like it a lot, the way it is - wide open. I just hope it doesn’t blow my bra off,” she laughed aloud as her skirt flipped up over her knees and lay there. We weren’t out of town yet. She was still driving the speed limit in third gear.“Can I stop now and.