. well, back where Ilived.How do I know I was a guy? Well, I was wearing jeans, and they were alittle tight in the crotch, and I could feel my dick an... balls sort oftwisted up there in my shorts, if you know what I mean. And I know Ididn't have these... these... breasts. My chest was flat and masculine."Hey, pal," a voice called out to me. I looked over my shoulder and sawa guy in a black Mercedes. It's funny, but I think I knew the guy, butit didn't seem strange that he would be asking me a. I know how thisworks, I have seen her use it. You slide off the cap, and then twist thebottom of it and up comes the colored part. Not too high up, though,because I do not want to break it off. I am afraid of damaging it.Carefully, looking in the vanity mirror, I slide the lipstick arounduntil my lips are pretty well covered. Then I slide the lipstick backwhere it goes, and look at myself. Yuk ! It is all messy. There are sometissues on the vanity, so I use some and carefully go dabbing around. Heathers soft hands held my thighs back and up, her hips bumped into my ass and in her soft and sexyou voice "mmmmm baby take my cock in your tight ass . ...fuck yeah honey..." Nicole telling me "you like that huh....feels so good baby...." I started getting loud when Nicole shoved her cock in my mouth with a " Shhhh. ..suck it!...that's it honey...getting fucked and sucking cock....you good boy...mmmmm " Nicole tells me. Heather finishes and tell Nicole your turn...they kiss and Nicole. “What to do with our dirty little whore.” Laura mused, giving my leash a light tug, setting my feet in motion once more, whimpering as the sensation of fingers in my pussy suddenly stopped. “Whores are only good for one thing, isn’t that right?” I nodded, unsure if the question had been meant for me or for Mistress Laura. Either way, I knew the answer and agreed whole heartedly with it. Whores were good for fucking. Well, sucking too, but I thought it wise not to contradict the girl who held.