Colorful. Her long blonde hair was a waterfall of softness and her hands were steady as she touched me during our second kiss. Her fingers were light ...nd caressing, bringing me more pleasure than had she been making love to me with her whole body. I drank in her lushness, her giving, her generosity. I hurt so much inside for wanting to make her mine. My desire made me greedy and I started asking questions. I wanted to know her. I wanted to know everything about her. I wanted to flood my mind. "Yes! yes! yes! yes! make me work your cock! use me like the fuck doll you want!" she groaned as I began thrusting up to meet her movements.After a couple of minutes of this, I suddenly felt the need to pick her up and fuck her standing up, just like I had seen a few porn videos I had watched in my youth, and so I pushed myself up, holding onto her as I did, and suddenly I was standing up with a hot naked teen in my arms, still riding my cock."Oh, yeah daddy! Fuck me! fuck me!" she cried out. I have a fashion show in my mind. Who is prettier? Whoseclothes look the best? Who would I rather be?Somehow, I had begun to think that I was the ultimate in sissification? Asissy who is such as sissy he's afraid to tell his wife what he desires?I'd feared saying something, and I'd feared not saying something. But nowit was happening, and every nerve ending in my body was alive. I couldnever go back. Not ever.I stepped into my heels. How long are the spikes? Three inches? Four? Howabout this?. I thought about what happened last night. The boys seemed excited and restless as opposed to what they are currently.They now seemed in control and relaxed with their usual innocent faces. I kissed on their foreheads, first on Shreyas and then on Rajesh and moved out of bed. I got fresh, changed into a fresh saree and started preparing breakfast for all of us. Soon I finished and I sat on the couch waiting for the kids to get up.My baby started crying from inside the bassinet beside the bed in.