“This should be fun,” she muttered smiling as she poured herself a shot. Kirsty then climbed up on top of Sophie, her thighs straddling the brune...te’s as she bent down and moved her lips towards her clavicle. She began to sensually nibble and suck on Sophie’s collarbone, lapping up as much of the salt deposited there with her tongue. As she continued to shower kisses over her friends neckline, she could feel Sophie’s little heart thumping through her ribcage and see she was very tense as she. And so it was, it seemsto me, when I committed to being my true, authentic self.But now... well, now I could certainly see a measure of courage coming intoit. The more I researched the surgery that I sought, the more I talked topeople about it, the more I realized that this was a serious commitmentof... well, I suppose it IS "courage". That's really the only word thatsprings to mind. It is, by any definition, major surgery. A lot ofsensitive tissue gets snipped and shuffled around, the recovery. He thought it odd that they would go tothe trouble of sewing garter straps on a man's corset. Once he was allin, the fitter turned Paul around and began to lace him tight. Thelacing took some time. When she was finished Paul's stomach and chestwere tightly compressed. His breathing was restricted. She told Paulto walk around and let the corset settle in. Paul walked around theroom in his bare feet. It felt odd now walking without his high heels,and Paul found himself walking on tiptoes. Later that night I was heavily drinking. Stacy was laying on her stomach on the couch watching tv. She had a bikini on . I walked in, hey honey she laughed. Do you prefer honey or babe? She giggled. I pulled out my cock I prefer daddy. I lunged towards her ripping her bottoms off. Pressed my cock again her cum leaking asshole. No stop! She demanded I laughed and shoved my cock inside her. She cried out please daddy! I stopped please lube me she reached back handing me a bottle I squirted it in.