You are. In here, she said as she moved her finger, is one way for you to be a pussy. You will be one if I say so. Yes, he breathed back unsure if he ...hould be unbelievably horny or feeling punished somehow. He felt both. As she withdrew her invading hand he felt a longing for her to keep directing her attention toward him and a growing desire to be a submissive underling. With that touch her intentions were coming to life and his fantasy was coming true.She liked that his stomach, arms and ass. Oh well, I did enjoy massages so this would be good. A few weeks passed and Jay had gone back to his house and work. We chatted one night on the phone and he asked if I had made my appointment yet with Sean. "Not yet" I told Jay. "I've been busy and honestly forgot about it." You need to make that appointment tomorrow first thing. You will be glad you did!" Jay said.So the next morning , I called the number listed on the gift certificate. A low, rough voice answered "The Perfect Touch." Yes, I. It was strong and rich tasting. As I sat there, I stared at Tammy’s form laying on the bed. As she changed positions on the bed, her legs were spread wider. I stared at her crotch and realized she had a blob of cum trying to dribble out of her cunt. For some reason I was momentarily hypnotized by that small patch of cream-colored spunk which slowly oozed from her. It was the blend of at least a half dozen ejaculations from last night and added to the evidence that it was no dream. I. Very adoringly he asked if it was true that my cock size was really as big as he was told plus if very discreetly I would do the favor to him and take his ass. He asked that if I did a favor to him and did not record the session, he would have no objection to come to my house and spend as much time as needed to satisfy my sexual needs by him. Now there was not much secrecy and privacy left to protect. I told him that I was interested in good sex and not into recording the gay activities with.