What started out as a problem turned into a chance to explore and try new things… which I guess is one of the reasons I’m here now.”My throat wa... getting really dry. I took a sip of my iced tea.“And Mark is my soul mate. We’re together for more reasons I than I can begin to explain. The sex is a bond but it’s just one of a lot of things that keep us together. Honestly, I’m not sure I even have a name to describe what you’d be to us.”I could think of a few. Surrogate. Sex toy. JO buddy. Friend. The road to the sissygasm it's not as easy as when i pinch my tiny little dick with two fingers,trying to cum as a real man..but it does start there.the feeling of humiliation for having such a tiny useless dick it's the first sparkle in the sissygasm fire.the fact that you've always have to use your hands or mouth to make a woman cum..their moans of pleasure when you make them cum with one or two fingers are mocking you in the deepest ways.one or two fingers are already better than your. Jenny was an intelligent, beautiful and understanding Director. Whoever they appoint in her place will have a lot to live up to. I had always fancied her, but I fell in love with her when she joined in the orgy we had, at the celebrations after we had caught 'The Terrorist'. The second time I made love to her was after she had asked me to partner her at a formal dinner. She phoned me after work on the Tuesday, and asked if I would be the host with her when she entertained three French couples. .i was shaking and didnt have to reply debating what to do for 30 min just looking at my phone screen, my phone rang, i sat down and answer''hi babby girl , i didnt want to scare you, can we meet for a cofee at least''and i accepted , an hour later sit in a cafee infront of a tall big pepper hair black daddyhe was so nice and normal i started to like himhe must have notice because he stood up and suggest we finish our cofee walking outsidemy heart started to pound as soon as I face the wood.