“Enjoy it and Practice. Practice, practice, practice. Practice makes perfect.” Sue laughed at my impersonation of a strict music teacher. “Don�...�t think I’ll ever be perfect. I just want to play a little, be good enough to play something recognizable.” “Not everything I play is recognizable.” Sue asked if I played in a band, or with other musicians, but it had been a while since music had been anything other than a hobby for me. “I’d like to see you play.” Sue casually commented. “I’m sure. My hand ran over her ample breast and I asked her if she minded, not at all she said and I began to caress them outside her clothes. I asked her if I could undo the blouse and she undid the buttons to reveal a white bra. I slipped the blouse off of her shoulders and kissed her on the lips again but my hands went round the back and started to undo the clasp. I asked her if that was OK and she said yes, Then with the bra still covering her ample breasts. I kissed each one and then slipped the. "Bah," he sneered, two fingers thrusting into her wet, silken folds. She clenched around him, and he began stroking in and out. "That's it?" he growled, voice thick as his thumb found her clit. "It's a good thing I am so large, or I wouldn't feel a thing in this sloppy cunt of yours."“Sloppy?” she snarled, “What’s wrong, never felt wet lips wrapped around you before? Women don’t usually get hot at the thought of taking you?” She groaned as he forced her open, tight against the calloused fingers. " I said, a little shocked by his statement. "And I have some lube." I said as I pulled a bottle of lube from my purse. "Your ass clean?" Of course." Alright then, lube up your hole." He commanded me. "Okay." As I dropped my panties and began lubing my sissy pussy I could hear him spitting on his cock and stroking away madly. After figuring out that I was a crossdressing sissy faggot his whole demeanor had changed. He was much colder and almost angry it seemed. I was honestly a little scared,.