I was turning sissy, time to act.I put an ad on Craig's List:'Closet Cd looking for mature top - Closet cd, sexy but not 100% pass. 40, 5'10", 170, d...f, smooth. Looking for top. Need to suck, get fucked, rough ok, please no marks. You need to host. I can come mostly dressed under my guy clothes but need to finish there.'It also had pictures of me dressed as a sexy slut without showing my face. I got a bunch of responses but sadly no one seemed to be able to host. I did like this guy, 'mwm,. That, in turn, caused the removal of thewhole account as well as setting up the firm I am proudly using for ourestate's US operations."Michael tried to act coy but Bradford insisted he sit with them. Thediscussion was simple and to the point, directly about stocks. Michaellooked at the companies discussed and promptly told the men, "You are goingafter the wrong companies. Those are going to take a big hit soon as theirnumbers are inflated and the associated businesses are doing poorly. There on the couch was Dylan, his pants pulled down and his cock in his hand. He noticed me standing there, watching him and froze as well.We both sat there for what seemed hours until I finally turned around and rushed up the stairs and into my room, slamming the door shut behind me.A few minutes later as I sat on the edge of my bed there was a knock at my door.I didn't respond.Another knock.I stared at my feet.Knock. Knock. Knock."Come in." I finally responded.Dylan pushed open the door and. Whether it be anticipation or deprivation that was causing this…I had a part in it. I was the ultimate cause of such orgasms. I let her settle again before I changed positions. I sat back on my haunches and put one leg against my chest. I started slow once more, after all, I was here to pleasure her, not kill her. I teased for a few moments, allowing only the tip of my penis to slide in and out of her pussy. I gradually increased the length of my thrusts, pushing deeper and deeper into her..