.. yep, the tits, the bigtits, I must be Sheila, but how?? What can I say for thehooker angel face?"Hi!" I said in a voice that is really not mine, so...sharp,very soft, almost a little girl voice.She is mad, "Fuck you Sheila, it's not time to play, areyou okay?"I have to think, I don't know who I am, in fact, I know whoI am, I'm a male, and my name is not Sheila, it's Kevin,but the angel face, the two friends on my chest and thesoft fine girly voice that leave from my mouth doesn'tconfirm that,. I wake up the next morning to a cold bed, empty house, and broken heart. He must have left early for work. I get up and shower resolving myself to what I have to do. I grab my suitcases from where they were hidden already fully packed. Then I call a cab as I decided to leave my car and keys with him since I can’t take it with me. I need to forget this whole life anyway. As I wait for the cab I debate with myself if I should leave a note. I wouldn’t know what to say ‘Sorry it didn’t work out.. ?I like it when you take me.??He was still slightly shy about being taken, whether it be from behind, or when on his back. However she reassuredhim he was safe. ? She let out a huskygiggle as she fastened the strap-on and slowly stroked the shaft.? ?You love Mistress?s cock don?t yousweetie..?? She grinned broadly as she added a small bit of lube and resumedstroking in order to smear it. He smiled and nodded vigorously. ?Oh yesMistress I like it a lot.?? With a wickedsmile she pointed to the. She next handed me a short lycra mini dress, pink and tight. I slid itover my hips with some difficulty after sliding it over my hips it huggedme like a second skin. It was tight and showed my full ass and hips. Itwas so short that the lace of my thigh highs was almost showing.She then handed me a red bra that matched my panties, it was silk andlace and only covered my nipples, but supported my huge breasts.She then handed me a silk pink halter top, it was low cut and exposed myamble breasts,.