None of them were what I would call close friends though, but we all mixed well and like students everywhere, the pub became our second home.One Frida... night as I left the crowd still drinking, Amy one of the girls, said she'd walk home with me and we linked arms for the short walk home,I asked her if she'd like to come in for a coffee or another few drinks but fully expected her to refuse,"I'd love to" she said with obvious pleasure and dutifully popped into the wine shop below my flat to buy. My little prick, which wasnow rendered useless by the hormone treatment I had been under for threeyears, occasionally showed a spark of life and twitched involuntarilywhen I thought of the superiority Derek must have felt over me as he sawthe top of my head bobbing up and down over his cock. It made all the difference that I was told to do it by Helen who was thewoman most responsible for my transformation from a cuckolded husband toa full blown sissy. She was the one who originally chemically. I quickly wrapped my mouth around his pulsating cock and slurped every last drop of cum from him as his body jolted from the sensations of orgasm. I savoured the taste of his cum and planted a kiss on my Dad’s mouth. He instantly went over the edge and shot his load down Marco’s waiting throat. His body quivering with every contraction. Marco stood up and kissed me, sharing my Dad’s cum with me as I shared the remainder of Luis’s with him. Then it was only fair for each us to share with. Kitty was so ready for Me. I reached up and grabbed a handful of her dark locks, hauling her head back. This was new for her and she gasped at the sudden change. "Now, My wet little whore, you want to see what it's like to be fucked by a Master do you?" "Yes Master," she moaned, her breaths were short and shallow. "Ask Me then. Beg Me for it," I demanded. "Oh please, Master. Please. Oh GOD, I need to feel you inside me. Pleeease," she whimpered. "Well you are going to. Let's see if it.