Scrolling further down would reveal a series of links. I would laterfind out that these were copies of my profiles on FetLife, Alt, AFF,CollarSpace an... they even had a selection of some of my old Craigslistposts, complete with the replies. There were also profiles on hardcoresex sites that I had never even heard of before. Some of them werewritten in languages I didn't speak.There was also a gallery full of photos of me dressed in full sissymode, serving the men I had met over the years. Had I. " I said sounding endearing as I could. Tammy then looked at me. She slightly dropped her eyes for a second to look at my dick again but then she looked at me and asked me did I mean the part about her being my best friend.I stepped up close to her, inadvertently making my dick hang in front of her face and then I said with all sincerity "Yes I meant that, you are the best friend I have here." She then took a deep breath and slowly grabbed my dick with her right hand and begin to slowly stroke. Yes, cunt. The days when I lovingly called it ‘kitten’, ‘pussy’ or even playfully ‘snatch’, were in the past. A love-hate relationship with it had taken hold, now that I had allowed it to become the centerpiece of my existence and the dictator of my decisions. I hated the swollen state in which it was all day even if I didn’t stroke it to life, and I hated that I could not control the wetness that seeped down my thighs as soon as I thought of my sweet, ruthless student. But most of all, I loved. The woman lay still on the bed breathing heavily through her nose because of the ball gag in her mouth. He worked his way into the middle of the bed so that his crotch was level with the woman's face. He reached out and turned her head so that she was facing his erect penis, it bobbed up and down in front of her pretty face. This was the part he really loved, but it was also the most dangerous! He warned the woman that he was about to take the ball gag out of her mouth and if she cried out or.