OK, "forced" is perhaps too strong a word. I hadliked dressing in girly things while in the privacy of my own home. Butsince my little secret had been...discovered, I knew that I had been, well,maybe not so much "forced", but rather more than "encouraged", and"persuaded" wasn't exactly true either...I decided that the right word was "manipulated." A few girls who knew mysissy preferences had conspired to get me to go a little further than Ihad ever intended. And now two girls had something extra. YOU ... I ... OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH,” she moaned deeply as a toe-curling orgasm shot through her body. I held onto her hips tightly as her heels dug deeply into the bed as her pulsing groin bucked up against my face. She was twisting and gyrating in ecstasy as I kept my tongue busy lathering the erect spire at the epicenter of her climax. She shook and quivered for a long time and I could hear her gasping for air as I sucked gently on her clit while her orgasm continued. I felt that familiar wash of. .before I could complete I screamed and started throbbing as I shot load after load of my hot cum in her ass. As i kept on shooting I slowly collapsed over her, kissing her sweet mouth as we both tried to get our breath. Just as we slowly recovered I could see her still so hard as she had not cum yet. I said "Baby, fill me please"..I pulled her over me as I lied down on my back. She sat on the couch, lifted my ass just to park at the edge of the couch and forcing her hard curved cock down into. ." she looked around to make sure nobody couldoverhear. "I mean ... that is very durable," she corrected herself,winking at Sandra."I don't plan to do any at all," I protested.Sandra's expression went dark, and she took out her keys. She held themout under the stool and dropped them. "Oops! I dropped my keys. Pick themup," she ordered.I found it impossible to get off the stool without my knees flying apartat least slightly, and by the timing of the laughs, I assumed the three orfour spectators.