"Lady Penelope speaking." Who?" The voice was a woman, suspicious."I am assisting Rob here," she replied. "May I ask who is calling?" Monica." I will ...et him." She stood, walking into the bedroom they shared. Themob had delivered a rifle which he had field stripped, cleaned, andpacked in a carrying bag. The pistol, a Beretta 93R capable of beingfired fully automatic was before him already field stripped forcleaning. With the gun in the bag were a row of blocks of C4 plasticexplosives along with. I lick your dick in my mouth as you begin to fuck my face. You are talking dirty to me and going full speed."You like my dick?" aahhh huh!" "Oh fuck you feel good on my cock! Take my penis in your throat"With every thrust your dick head hits my throat and your balls hit my chin.You taste amazing but you pull out, come down for a long wet kiss then you look in my eyes to tell me it is time for the main event. I get on my back and you pull me close and start to rub your dickhead on my asshole. ”It didn’t take long for his own pulsing to begin, and he poured spurt after spurt into her, while her own hips rose up from the tree trunk to accept every drop.As they recovered, and he moved his weight off her, he whispered, “I’ll wager the folk on the street were looking up at the sky and wondering where that strange noise was coming from.”“But it was such a relief. I was desperate for it.”“Stay that way.”“Only if you agree to remain available.”Jack was recalling that look on Sir Oswald’s. I would watch in envy as beautiful, slim girls would handle big black cocks the size of their forearms, how they would gracefully stroke them, and shake their smooth round asses on them before being dominated and filled to the absolute limit with thick hard cock, working so hard for that sweet, sticky reward that they so proudly wore on their faces and bodies.As days went on, I became more and more dedicated to living this “closet sissy” lifestyle that I found myself trapped in. I wasn’t always.