She still might have made it if the bastard had gone ahead and given her a ticket. Instead, the state cop stood deliberately beside her car and talked...and talked and talked.The brunette could not be sure whether he was trying to make a date, or just deliberately punishing her for being in such a hurry. Whatever his reason, he had lectured her, taken his time in filling out her ticket, then lectured some more. As she sat helpless, listening to the same warnings for the tenth time, the girl was. . her thoughts were cut short when she realized what was going on, and the fact that male on her face that had his massive 2.3 inch wide and nearly 7.4 inch cock suddenly shoved it down her throut she choaked on it but couldnt pull it out as he thursted it deeper into her throut. Both the males moaning and yelping in pleasure didnt help things as they somtimes violently thrusted into her. Her whines and crys of pain were silenced now that she was forced to breath threw her nose but her tears. .but i was horny as hell. i examined the rafter looking for a smooth piece, and used the now very wet wetness off my tip to make it softer, by transferring wet from my cock on my finger to the wood. Once it was wet enough i straddled the rafter and began thrusting very slowly against the wood, and the friction was causing my foreskin to slide back and forth across my sensitive gland, making me wetter with each thrust, and thus dampening the wood more. Now i wanted more sensations on my cock,. "What the hell are you wearing my stuff for?" "Are you a faggot?" I was scared. I didn't want my sister to know my secret, but then something even worse happened, she yelled for my parents. "Mom, Dad, come down here, Bobby is wearing my clothes!" I just sat there stunned as my Dad walked in followed by my mother. "Explain yourself Bobby!," my Dad screamed. All I could do was lower my head in shame. My Mom said, "I guess are son wants to be a girl, so we'll make him dress that way for the rest.