I suddenly reached up and placed my hand on his stomach. I backed away, allowing his dick to slap against his stomach like it was spring loaded. Qui...kly I rose to my feet, smiling as I looked into his eyes. I didn't want over, didn't want it to end to soon. "What the fu.... I stepped out of my shoes, and unbuckled my belt, he nodded his head, then pulled his Polo shirt over his head, the folded it and placed it on the couch. In seconds we were in our birthday suits and I went again to my. While my straining erection had not slipped out into the air, it had lifted the material into a substantial tent between my sister's bare thighs. 'This is awkward' I thought to myself. Mary arched her eyebrow at me, her expression unreadable. I shrugged with a bashful expression. Her eyes went back to the TV.In the film, the man's wife was now demanding to have sex with him, in an attempt to rekindle the spark of their marriage. With Scarlett still in the cupboard he agrees. The thought of her. Let me set the scene.My name is Mike, as a "Gurl" I go by Fiona. I am a gay man, mid thrities,white, 5' 9'165, reasonably handsome, both in and out of women's clothes. One of theways I express my sexuality is to dress as a woman and get fucked byother men. Preferably in a humiliating situation, with several guys fuckingme.Just one of my kinks.~This night was the second time I had gone with Anthony. The first time wasthe Friday Night before.I dressed in 3 inch heels, fishnets, black garter with. “Wow, these animatronics body parts are next level! They look so real,” one of Korbin’s friends exclaimed, making sure every word was loud and annunciated.“I’m not a robot! That psycho split me apart! I can feel… I can hmmmmpf…” Marissa yelled before a dirty sock was shoved into her mouth then covered in duct tape.“Sorry, the head is malfunctioning,” Korbin said, making sure the hole was sealed tight.“It’s too bad about the head,” his friend Cole said. “I would have wanted to…inspect it. See if.