I tensed as the convulsions overtook me. Lizzie grabbed my ass to keep me firmly buried in her mouth as she swallowed every drop of my cream. As my co...vulsions slowed down and finally stopped, Lizzie allowed my cock to slowly slide out of her mouth, licking it the whole way.I lay there, recovering from the most amazing blowjob I’d ever had as she continued to lick all up and down my cock and balls. She kissed her way back up my torso until she laid next to me, her tits now actively leaking milk. Other pursuits were more pressing, say girls, sports, music, etc. Crossdressing became almost non-requerdo. Vietnam next deterred me. It wasn't till the early 70's when I finally gained employment and my own place, that I started back in crossdressing. I found shoes at thrift shops and garage sales. Lingerie was obtainable via the mail. Life was good, I was thin, let my hair grow, and maintained a low profile amoung friends and realitives. Then I met my 1st wife. she was about my size, height,. “Shit as young and small as you are, you need to push the school girl look. Those old white guys at the club loved all the little young white girls that danced in school girl uniforms.” Samantha said. I immediately cringed at the thought of dancing for old white men, which drew a laugh from Samantha. “What disgusts you old or white?” Samantha asked. “Well, old mostly but also white, before Byron, I had only one white guy, well you know.” I said before Samantha interrupted me by blurting out.. Your cock is now even more useless.”“That’s not cool!” I cried out, “How the fuck am I supposed to get off? I still want to fuck my wife. She can’t even suck it now. Hell, I can’t even stroke it! Fuck! I can’t even get hard in this! It’s not even two inches long!” I ranted.Mr. Jeff just laughed, “No one wants you because of your dick, so caging is no loss to anyone except you. It’s a sacrifice you have to make to please your wife and her bulls. Besides that, it makes you very appealing to.