If he can’t find a real girl, he should pick someone from his friends to emulate, and must strive to look and behave as much like her as possible.A ...issy must never touch himself sexually without explicit permission from his Master or from his MuseA sissy must learn to use his boy-pussy to please real men. He must have a hair brush with a smooth, long handle, ready to use it on himself when commanded by his Master or his Muse.A sissy must wear as many lovely pink girly things as possibleA sissy. A guy who she already counted as a good friend. A man who she’d just recently taken as a lover and who was in the market for a new girlfriend or wife.However much I loved Jill and wanted to support and encourage her ambitions, and however much I loved the new games we were playing, what kind of a fool would I have to be to tempt fate by allowing her to go on this long roadshow with Chris.All these and many other thoughts were whizzing around in my mind as I still struggled to hide my conflicted. ..AHHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHHH I'M CUMMING HARD STEVE.........."Her words pushed me over the edge and I began to spew my load deep inside her. I felt her push her pussy into me when she felt my warmth filling her belly. When our pleasures had subsided, I raised up off of her and pulled my semi-hard cock from her. I looked down and watched as my thick, spent semen oozed from her gaping vagina. I watched as she scooped up a gob of cum with two fingers and licked it from them. "Mmmmmmmm, I do. He moans so loudly as I start going quicker and quicker, getting every inch in. I reach up my hands to play with his balls and he moans again and whispers, "I'm close." I take that as a sign to go quicker and I certainly do, my mouth working wonders on his penis and I move my head so quickly up and down, his hardness touching the edge of my throat. I feel his balls contracting in my hands and he suddenly shouts, "I'm gonna cum!" then seconds later, his cum shoots into my mouth in big hot.