I cried out.He smacked my butt hard for several minutes. I knew he was making my bottom red all over again. He liked that for whatever reason. He like... seeing my bottom red. A strange thought occurred. Did he think it was sexier? Was that why he did it? Perhaps it was a good thing because I would be more appealing to him? If that was true, wasn't there other ways I could look sexy for him? How about with his cock in my pussy? I actually laughed in the midst of my pain with that silly thought.He. I pulled back the cock hood to lick the purple head. His dick throbbed in my hands and when I brushed my tongue over the piece of skin attached to the underside of head, his cock twitched. Pulling his erection down closer to my mouth, I swirled my tongue around the smooth head. Pumping his shaft, I kissed the head and flicked my tongue over the small slit on top.I could feel the urgency in Clint as he tried to fuck my mouth. Getting a firmer grip on his shaft, I wanted to let him know I was in. , it was something that was scary to me but at the same time I was craving it. I kept fantasizing about being dressed up and letting a guy or another cd use me. It was only a fantasy at the time but the urge kept getting stronger over the years.So I was 23 and one night I was online talking to a crossdresser, we chatted for ages and the conversation was getting more and more horny. We started talking fantasies and I told him that I would like to dress up and be used by a guy, immediately he. Usually by the time she and Ann got together with Sam, they'd all been out dancing and drinking a bit and there were no inhibitions to hold them back. Sharon liked that; it allowed her to do things that she might normally be a bit reserved in doing and they had enjoyed some very sexy evenings with Ann as a result.This night they had come back from being at a local country/western dance bar and Ann made no bones about the fact that she was super-horny and wanted Sam to fuck her. They got in the.