It was a bit awkward and took a few minutes to get his cock, that was sticking up like a rocket or flagpole, lined up with my boypussy hole, but event...ally I felt it poking me. I started bouncing up and down on his dick, leaving my dress on as I did it because it gave the illusion that I was a woman. Of course it didn't help that my long, hard cock was rubbing against his stomach and leaking pre-cum, but "John" was fine with that. As i said earlier, he likes shemales and crossdressers, he likes. Then right after her, I orgasmed and it was one of my hardest orgasm. We both tried to catch our breaths, still in the same position. I really felt weak at my knees but somehow managed to stand. Our sexual juices were very well spread on the dining table.Then we looked at each other, there was so much satisfaction on her face. I really felt good, able to satisfy her. I lifted her and took her to bathroom. We both had bath, felt refreshing and then went to bed and just lied down. We were so. I just smiled, taking in what had just been said. I said.. 'come on s*s.. bring your friend were off into town'.. i took them to a bar and got them a couple of drinks.. slightly drunk i talked to my sisters best friend. After an hour or two i said 'lets get some drink and go back to mums'.. we did this and while plying Joanne with cider, i got her sat next to me with a blanket over us both, my sister and mum was in the room.I put my hand into her trousers and into her knickers.. she pushed into. I’m being serious, Aidan. I really need to go home.’ ‘And I told you that you’re not leaving. Quit being so stubborn.’ ‘You can’t make me do anything I choose not to do!’ French was getting angry again. ‘I am my own person – I, and only I, decide what happens to me!’ ‘You’re right. You can decide to take your clothes off on your own. Or… You can decide that you’d rather me do it for you. As you said, the choice is yours…’ ‘What kind of choices are those?’ a note of despair crept into her voice..