My ears weregiven multiple piercings. My nails were done to match my hair.I looked at the mirror in the salon, and for the first time it dawned onme t...at I might have made a mistake. I looked like a total sissy.Mom, noticed my change in demeanor, and asked me what was going on. WhenI told her she laughed , and said,"Of course you look like a sissy, Felicity! That's what you are! There'snothing at all wrong with being a sissy! You're going to be so femininethat every girl will be jealous of you!. I would have such a huge climax.I squeezed my eyes shut and nursed hard. The milk spilled into my mouth. I groaned at the flavor soaking through my taste buds. She groaned and stroked my cock harder. Her hand flew up and down my big shaft, lubed by my pussy juices leaking out of my cunt.“Oh, Sky, that’s amazing,” she moaned. “And your dick is so huge. Oh, I want this in me. Fuck me.”I kept suckling at her breast, drinking down her motherly delight. That rich, creamy treat warmed my belly. My. Parsons was going to play from the red ladies tees."Kenny, do you want to do anything before we start?" No, that's okay, I went at the diner." I meant do you care to wager on the outcome of today's match?" I don't think so. You play a lot better than I do." Suppose I give you six strokes a side then? We could play a ten dollar Nassau perhaps, just to make it interesting." I don't know how to play a Nassau." It goes hole by hole. You get a one stroke advantage on the most difficult six holes on. I was going totally insane with pleasure. It was all too much. I’d been dreaming about fucking this woman’s tits for three goddamn years. My idle hands grew restless with Tracy doing all the work like that. Impatiently, I grabbed hold of her head and urged it down—until her open lips were in position to receive my cock at the peak of each thrust. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive tip. “Tracy! I’m gonna—” “Don’t hold back,” she moaned. “Not one drop. I want you to come ALL over me.” “Oh.