I went back into the bedroom and admired my sissy look in the mirror then started sucking on my dildos. I turned up the volume of the porn and started...getting loosened up. I lubed my dildo on the mirror and stroked then eased my ass up against it. I worked the tip slowly back and forth living my hole as I pushed back into it more and more. I loved the feeling of the big dildo in my asshole and a another in my mouth I have always wanted a spit roast threesome. I was moaning and getting verbal. I was about to cum, and I was preparing to pull out. Jill noticed and said, “Oh no, fill me with it. I want to feel you cum inside me.” I shot stream after stream into her tight cunt. When I finished, I collapsed beside her on the bed. We lay there for a while and when I got up I saw that the curtains were open. I looked out and I saw a couple looking in from the hotel next to us. I said, “Looks like we had an audience.” Jill got off the bed and walked over to me at the window. We stood naked. Each day, I would stare on and on, into the heavens, waiting for that angel to come down. I aggressively, then tenderly, called for her love. Her sweet angel tan body, luscious and curved like a motherly swan rescuing me from my low self-esteem. I, in strange, theatrical madness cursed her for her lack of love profession, for loving my face, my hair, my strong, powerful body, but not that crude disgusting thing lurking in my pants. That silent, grotesque lump of God-given clay yet to be molded,. It crosses my mind how ridiculous I'm going to look to Manda with my face hidden in the cradle, but my pale ass cheeks on full display. She's probably used to it, though.Manda's five minutes is more like 20, but the soporific electronica has its intended effect and I'm sleeping like a baby when the door creaks open and a puff of cool air collides with my butt, followed by the scent of a vaguely familiar perfume. Which is followed by an even more familiar voice."Hi, I'm Manda," she says in a.