Just when I was about to pull my panties to the side and push his head down into my neatly trimmed mound, he pulled back and said, ‘Let’s go into ...he bedroom.’ I didn’t want to stop, but the bed would be more comfortable. It was four-poster queen-sized bed made of dark oak, with a purple satin comforter and a mound of soft purple-clad pillows on it. I knew that comforter would fall to the floor before long, so when we got in there I just pulled it off the bed and he lay back on the white. She ignored it, though, and told him, ‘Have a nice night.’ ‘Thanks. You too.’ He left, and Tori finished closing up, then went back to the efficiency apartment she called home, though there was little home-like about it. She didn’t bother staying up for the nightly news, just undressed and went to bed. To her annoyance, she dreamed about her final customer. **** The next day, three days before Valentine’s Day, was more of the same. People demanding that Tori help them find the perfect Valentine. I shun themdue to the pain; I feel it just isn’t worth it. I’lluse them only if I have to. Life in space meanttraveling on a tub for an entire mission, so getting infor a ‘refit’ on the goggles was not likely to happenfor about two more years.We’re on the exploration and survey ship SF5595. SinceVR has become so commonplace nowadays, it seems thattechs like me have all retired to greener pastures. I’mforty-five years old, single, and hate VR. I’m the. I knew all about your affair with Officer Dickerson and I saw how confident you became after you spent time with him. That’s when I knew we shared a deep passionate lust, insatiable hunger for black men and especially big black men with big black cocks. It was then that I requested and arranged for Mr. Foxworth to take you into the closet. It was all a part of a plan to free the sissy within you and here you are, a beautiful black cock loving sissy ready for breeding by this magnificently.