She placed a hand on both of my shoulders and knelt on the couch, with one knee on either side of my thighs. Our faces were inches apart. She wiggled ...loser to me until her cock was pressed flat between my body and hers. She was straddling my lap with her ass positioned directly above my stiff erection."Our last time for a week," I said."Better make it good then," she replied.And make it good we did. I placed on hand on either of Asha's butt cheeks and spread them wide apart. Asha craned her. I breathed in, inhaling a mixture of his musk and cologne that emanated from his body. I pulled his foreskin back and gave the head of his dick a quick lick. "Do you plan on teasing me?" He asked, his breath heavy. I darted my tongue out once more in response, only this time, I circled the head with it. I flicked at the clear pre cum at the tip, relishing its sweet flavor. "Do you like me teasing you?" I asked, sliding my hand up and down his dick.He gave a breathy laugh. "No. C'mon, just blow. It's why I sithere on my bed, trying to figure out what happened whilst at the sametime struggling to contain my joy.The first thing I'd noticed was there was no aches, no soreness from theovernight cross dressing. Normally I'd feel how fake everything was, Icould feel the different material of the hip pads compared to my actualskin, or the surface of my actual bum moving beneath the padded panties.Not today. Today everything felt natural, as if I wasn't wearing anythingat all.It was the boobs. . while.. while I'm sucking Sir's cock.. oohhhh." Saying it all out loud made me feel even naughtier in the moment."Good whore. And you're enjoying yourself, yes? My friend gave you a proposition, what did you say?" "I.. I said that... sissy whores don't get a choice, Daddy..." Sir's grip on my hair was tight, he was grinning as he stared at me, expecting me to be truthful. I whimpered as I admitted these things over the phone to a stranger."That's a good answer, whore, and you're right. You.