The weekend ended and we all went home where I jerked off many times over the next two weeks thinking about it all. Finally, Uncle Bill called one day...and asked my parents if it was ok for me to come over to his house for the weekend to help him pack some old boxes full of junk. He was going to pay me for the help and thought I might like to earn some money. Mom asked me about it and I jumped at the chance. He picked me up after school on Friday and we headed out to his house across town.We. "No, not at all. In fact, it is totally okay if you lay with a woman like this as long as she is okay with it." Okay."I didn't push the subject. I continued lying behind her. I actually got sleepy, and fell asleep. I must have rolled over to my back, away from Granny, because I woke up with the sound of Tattoo saying "De Plane, De Plane" from the beginning of Fantasy Island. Granny was asleep, too. I slept in my underwear and I decided to pull out my cock and start rubbing it. My whole. You smirk at my predictability and drag me into your room. You peel off my dress and bustier, pushing me onto the bed and working your way down my body with your tongue and teeth…starting at my ears…to my neck…breasts…stomach…thighs…finally you dive into my juicy cunt, working me until I cant take any more and am whimpering on the bed, begging you to just fuck me already, pleading for your cock to enter me. You look at me callously and say that you don’t need permission because my pussy has. Don't let me be whipped any more. It hurts somuch..." You only get whipped when you deserve to be, idiot, and you weren'tbeing sissy enough for Miss Feel so she had to make it hurt. Naturally!" They like it really," observed Alison Forceman, sitting up on the edgeof her armchair and comparing the two sissies. "Look at their girls'clitties, stiffened and enjoying being looked at and laughed at by theladies. Isn't that right, Johnson? You like being laughed at for beingridiculous?"Miles Johnson.