This was a dream cum true. I felt so slutty and sexy.When he was done he lifted me onto the bed and said, "Now I am going to make you my sissy." We ...issed and then he rolled me onto my belly. I knew what was coming and I admit I was afraid. He was just so BIG. I reach and handed him my bottle of lube and my nine inch dildo. I said, "Use that to open me up."Before he lubed me up, he lowered his face and began to rim my little pucker. He was a man of many talents. He ran his tongue over. It’s time for your redemption.”Stella just stared. He didn’t look like any personification of Santa she had ever seen. He wore black lace-up industrial boots that were held up by bare calves, and red, velvet Bundhosen with leather suspenders. Underneath his suede trachten jacket, he had a denim button up with several shiny gold buttons. His beard was peppered with gray and cropped short, while the thick gray hair on his head had been combed back in a side pompadour. His cheeks were rosy and. After the talk we mingled and chatted. Therewere so many sad tales of rejection and isolation. Some tales were ofthose who had taken their own lives because of the misery and rejectionthat they had met on their journey. There were also a very few joyoustales from those that had found love and contentment along the way.At the end of the evening we said our farewells and that we would meetagain next month I had been nervous that I would have to explain myselfto the group and make up lies to a. I grabbed him by his tie and led him onto my bed, he lay on top of me and I started unbuttoning his shirt between kisses. I took off his tie and shirt, discarding them onto the floor, he got the idea and pulled my dress over my head. We kept kissing while I ran my hands up and down his body He began to moan lightly as I reached up and kissed his neck slowly. He began to pull down my panties, slowly and seductively he pulled them from around my ankles. He lay down on the bed and began to let his.