You tell me I'm evil, and I respond with an, "I know baby." I roll over and start playing with my pussy while you watch. I want you to suffer. I slip ...ingers in and out, massage my clit, and moan your name. I do everything I can to drive you wild. I ask if you want to be untied and you start begging me to do so. I say okay, but after I please you a little more. So I crawl up to you and kiss you hard. I bite your lip, and it starts to bleeds a little. You demand I untie you and I refuse. I begin. Femininity as seen through the lens of traditional hetero male sexual desire. Sissies are not seeking to become women in a normal sense, but are instead seeking to become the object of their desires. Their ultimate fantasy woman if they were normal, rather than being a sissy.Sissies are transvestites who can’t be sated by just throwing on some panties and jerking off. They must strive to become their ideal female. This means the fetish will transcend the bedroom, and creep into the rest of. An instant later, Berkamp’s pan sparked as he too fired. Marie could sense that the balls passed each other, perhaps a third of the distance between them in front of her husband, who stood unflinchingly. She felt a wave of release, withering with a slow moan as her being gave in to her urge to orgasm, a bucking, leaking, crippling wave of sensualism as she watched the red line of the ball grazing her beloved Hans’ cheek. She buckled with the relief and ecstasy of her orgasm combined with the. A smoky grey powder kissed the lids of her eyes, making them seem a little bit larger than they were. Her recently dyed black hair had a hint of a blue shade in certain angles of the light. Yes, she was ready.The length of her white cape gently fell and wisped the ground as Laylah stood from the bench on which she had been sitting. Her fingers slightly trembled as she carefully positioned the hood on her head. Damn, she looked good and she knew it.The door opened easily for Laylah as she again.