They luv to make themselves feminine and gurly. They seek to hide their masculinity as much as possible to make themselves more attractive to men. The... know they aren’t men and do not deserve to look in any way like one. Lots of make-up is used to hide their masculine shame and give as slutty a look as possible. Sissies luv to wear sexy clothes, especially lingerie. Anything that gives easy access to their pussy is preferable. Slutty heels and accessories complete the look. The look designed to. I tried and clench my mouth shut but all it took wasSabrina squeezing my jaw and forcing it open and the steam of cum wasbeing poured into my open mouth. It pooled inside my mouth till itreached the brim of lift, and the salty bitter taste filled my existence. Sabrina closed my mouth with the cum trapped inside."There there," she whispered softly. "Savor the taste. This is what youlive for. This is what you long for. Only sluts like you can trulyappreciate the taste a man's cum." I close. That wouldn't be touching exactly." She held her tits up for examination and more. Before I knew it, I had leaned forward with Stephanie's urging, my lips mere inches away from those nipples. I opened my mouth to object to her teasing. She pushed one breast into my face. My tongue glanced across the flat surface. Stephanie's hips shook with excitement. "Oh Daddy, do that again."So I did. I licked and sucked at her nipple until it swelled up.'The other one, too."I gave her a matching pair of. She tweaked her nipple again, pinching it through the fabric and then she shuddered, somewhere deep in her belly. Her legs went rigid and she tilted her pelvis forward and up, her backside coming off the seat. The shudders became spasms and she rode two or three of them, her hand barely slowing. I watched in awe. After the last spasm, she stopped moving her hand and exhaled, slow and hard. It took her another couple of moments before she opened her eyes and smiled sleepily at me. Strands.