When I haddried my eyes, I told her about how alone and different it made mefeel. How ashamed I was, but dressing in girls' clothes made me feelcalmer...and nicer than when I dressed as a boy. How it felt right butwrong, and how I was so confused about it all. How boys didn't attractme, but surely it must mean I was gay, and how much that frightened me.She held my hands and talked to me for a long time about if it feltright to me, then it was right. If I was gay, then it was cool, and ifI wasn't. My Daddy and his friend went a bit further now. Playing with my tits and nipples, kissing, rubbing, and sucking them. As if they weren't hard already. Still having my mask over my eyes, I was shaking a bit wondering what was to come next. I got a swift hard spank on my ass from Daddy. Scaring me and making me smile at the same time. His friend was standing next to me and Daddy ordered me to suck his cock. That I did. Hopefully very well. After a few minutes, I was then ordered me to. Finally she leaned forward, and he let go, while she grabbed the back of the couch for support and started really grinding on me. Her head was next to mine, and briefly, she turned her head and our mouths met, and her tongue thrust deep in my mouth, like she's never done before. We stopped kissing and focused on fucking again, then she lessened up her hold on the couch and leaned forward more, against my chest. It was a little more awkward, and her rhythm slowed, and then I. And Sulphurette was uncommonly good at exciting those desires to their very peak.***The freakish woman started to walk towards the man, allowing her hips to swing slowly side to side. She disappeared out of the cone of light created by her streetlamp, heading in his direction. With her figure out of sight, his hormones started to tip towards flight when she suddenly materialized in the pool of light cast by the streetlamp just above him. Up close, she was even more alluring. Her face was.