I’m telling you this, because there are girls out there that may try to get knocked up just to trap a smart guy like you into marriage, and to hell ...f I’m going to risk getting some bimbo as a sister-in-law, just because I forgot to teach my little brother how to use a condom.” Again with that stern expression, she accentuates her last statement with a firm, “Understand!”“Yeah, I understand.” Tommy says back defensively.“Secondly even if the girl doesn’t happen to be a bimbo, and you really do. I was facing a transparent chest of dildos and forced to acknowledge that this was on purpose. Fucking me with the object of my punishment was another lesson, a harsh one. And I didn’t care. No, I lifted on the table, my world narrowed down to one concern and that was finishing this, finding my release. He held me still with one hand on my lower back and pumped me so hard and fast that I could hear the filthy sound of all the cum I had dripped. And I would love to say that it was the sex that. Admiring myself and dancing a little shaking my hips and sticking my bum out. I slid on some fishnet stockings and my new high heels and began loading sissy instruction videos on my laptop.I came across the perfect one, a woman called mistress Minxie who was also wearing stockings and high heels. She had a laptop with a slideshow of huge cocks. She began by telling me to stare at the screen. I felt so sexy watching myself in the mirror dressed like a slut, following her every direction.She then. Carol wandered in and chatted to me as she got ready for her trip to the mall with Maria. As the hot water soothed the aches and pains away, I listened to her talk and tried to get a handle on my reluctance to draw her closer by telling her I loved her. A mass of viable excuses rocketed through my mind but I discarded each and every one of them as I realised what I was doing. I wasn’t going to let her in until I knew that I could protect her properly. I couldn’t let her close until I knew that.