Not only did he want to do it, he wanted to make it something she’d never forget. He told her to go change into her special outfit, the one she had ...rought specifically for that moment. Five minutes later, she walked out of the bathroom, literally taking his breath away. Hannah wore a white blouse, unbuttoned with the loose ends tied in a knot just above her stomach. A plaid mini-skirt barely concealed her bright pink panties. She had thigh high white stockings and was walking in four-inch. You're never gonna get a tan like this in Memphis."Ronnie asked, "They don't have water in Memphis?" Of course not, Ronnie, it's five hundred miles inland from the Gulf." Jeez, I couldn't live in a place that didn't have an ocean. I'd dry up and die. Steven, sweetheart, can you do our backs? I promise to do yours." Sure," I said, kneeling down and holding the bottle firmly so they wouldn't see my hands shaking. I thanked my stars that both of them turned over and had their backs to me: perhaps. However, given that Sam was 6' 7" if an inch, it was hard to think of him as feminine in nearly any way. Still, he worked at it, wearing clothes that complemented his body's lack of curves, wearing tasteful makeup instead of gaudy drag-queen pancake. More than that, he was truly a submissive at heart, liking to sit on the floor at the demonstrations, to volunteer for anything that required a modicum of pain or humiliation. One time, apparently out of need and longing, he asked if he could. It was like nothing I could have imagined. Soon I was pushing back into his finger and his cock. Oh that huge cock was still there. Pushing into my little tight ass cheeks. His finger slipped out of my little hole and he grabbed his tool and to my extreme horror and secret delight, he pushed his thick round head against my puckered little tiny anus. I made a sound into his hand that was a mix of terror and pleasure. It was huge! His thick head pressed against my little virgin anus and tried to.