She thought he might be gay because of a drunken night she walked in on. This made me want to fuck her like the tequila nights of our early sexcapades... So the night moves on and another one of her alcoholic girlfriends (lets call her drunky) comes over and starts to shotgun beers with her and her husband. I just pound a few beers as the hours wear on cuz in my mind Im thinking how to get us alone for a quickie. Maybe i can say we're going for food. I turn to tell her this and notice her and. My tongue exploring your teeth and tongue, just as I plan to explore your cock. Satisfied by my response, you feel confident to proceed. Your hands finally touch my breasts. I close my eyes, breathing deeply as your fingers brush over my nipples, through my top and bra. You cup my tits, feeling their weight in your hands. My pussy pulses at your attention to my breasts. You just know, it can be the only reason why your foot pushes my feet apart and your push your thigh forward between my legs.. In this position, I could stand and really piston into her with deep hard thrusts from my hips. We were both very vocal as our climaxes approached. Even though her tits were flying about everywhere, I could see the telltale signs that Sam’s first orgasm was approaching. Her shoulders and neck were getting pinker. She suddenly stiffened and then went limp while at the same time emitting a loud grunt. This turned me on immensely; I wasn’t far behind. Three firm thrusts and I felt my balls tighten. If he does not have lingerie, he must send a nude every night.A sissy must strive to find a real girl (his Muse) to teach him to be like her. 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 sissy 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.