I used to hang around public toilets in the hope of being picked up and taken to be abused.Unfortunately this never happened.I used to steal my mums p...nties and use them to wank into. Then I would find skirts or blouses to wear, I used to admire myself in a mirror and wonder what it would be like to be a girl.I grew to adulthood with these thoughts never far from my mind, and seizing any opportunity that came my way to dress up.I discovered that I liked stockings and suspenders and the feeling. He was perplexed and curious. It was only me and arun in a very dim light. He entered the storeroom sharp at 9 . Slowly taking each step .. wanting with lust.. with greedy eyes.. he saw me. First, he could not believe it was me and when he saw me in almost nude dress revealing most of my sex parts , he lost his control.He grabbed me by my back hding me very tight and close to him. he was looking directly in my eyes I could sense his lust .He shifted his whole body weight on me and started. "You'll be in cell four. Just remember to keep an open mind. I guarantee you'll have more fun that way."Ani crept along the corridor, past the first three doors. They were all marked, cell one, cell two, cell three. The last one was open so she couldn't read what was on the door. She figured it was cell four, so crept into it. The door slid shut behind her with a hiss. It looked identical to the metal wall surrounding it, shiny, smooth and featureless except for equidistant horizontal and. It was the best feeling I had ever had. I finally squirted right in her mouth and she liked every single drop of it. I wondered what it tasted like. Than I thought “Oh my god I’m turning gayI was just watching the two girls go at it when mom walked in, naked, her pussy hairy and wet. “Yummy” I thought to myself. “Come over here, good looking. I’ll tit fuck you right now,” I said to her“No way, I am your mother, and also an anal virgin. Your going fuck me up the ass, long and hard.” She.