I crawled onto the bed mounting John between my legs, guiding my tool between his spread butt cheeks which he held open. His hole was already lubed an... waiting to be penetrated. I pressed my cock head into his sissy hole slowly. Warm, tight and giving way to my girth as I nudged inward. I pierced his sphincter and continued to slowly lunge inward, he gasped almost at the same time as I heard Nancy do the same from the corner of the room. I stroked balls deep and eased outward as John let out a. I'm extremely loyal to a fault, but a holy terror if you fuck me over. I'm not naturally vindictive, but I can be vicious if pushed. In general, I would say I'm a little more mature than my peers. I'm a guys gal, but still very feminine. Just as easily as I can cry over a romantic comedy, I can watch someone get their clocked cleaned during a boxing or MMA match and not even flinch. Hanging out with guys has always been my preference because I find them less complicated to be friends with than. “What does it look like I’m doing, big boy? I’m giving you exactly what you said you wanted!”“Jasmine … I … I don’t …”The terrified look in my eyes suggested otherwise. She gave me a shriek of embarrassment and jumped off the bed. Trying to hold in her urine as best she could, she made a mad dash to the bathroom. Once inside, she closed and locked the door.I grabbed one of my socks that was on the ground and wiped the pee off of my stomach, and then dabbed the sheets where it had ran down. I thought thatI'd just relieve myself quickly and then get straight back to work.Not wanting to get the oil over the bed, I took it to the bathroom andstepped into the shower. I poured some into my hand and rubbed it on mystill hard erection. I felt wonderful, smooth and silky, and I loudlymoaned as I slowly stroked myself. I let my hand wonder down to my ballsand rubbed them with my oily hand and somehow it felt even better, so Imassaged my own sack, with the occasional rub of my cock, and.