" Interesting," Dr. Westerman said. "And can you tell me why you likehim so much?" That's easy," I giggled. "Like I said, he's very nice to me - well,...ctually he's nice to everybody. But he treats me like a lady ... youknow - opening doors, getting up when I leave the table, that kind ofthing. He's the perfect gentleman. And he's really funny ... and kindof romantic." Romantic? Can you explain?" Uh, sure ... well, he says romantic things, like I have pretty eyes,or he likes my smile, my smooth. There's nothing like the feeling of one going into my boy-hole and fucking me until I feel the heat from a sperm filled rubber in my ass. Some time ago, I met a guy through a paper called the Rocky Mountain Oyster. I was living in Denver at the time and I was getting heavy into the crossdressing scene and attending some of the clubs on occasion. This was way before the digital age of cell phones. He wanted to meet me and take me on a 'date', or as he called it, a 'debauchery date'. I was to. “My knees are bent and my weight is farther down... like a cat waiting to spring.” With that he launched himself into the air, seeming to fly down the lane and gracefully arcing into the water with the tiniest splash as he managed to slip only a few inches under the water before quickly surfacing. Turning back he said, “not bad for an old man, eh?” I giggled my little girl giggle and got up on the blocks as he stood in neck-deep water under the flags about 1/4 of the way down the lane. “Well. I opened my mouth to take his cock but he said ‘no bitch’ and laid my head down on one side, pushed the tip of his cock into my ear and wanked harder. His load soon came and I had hot cum deep inside of my ear. I was covered in cum inside and out and stagged over to the bed and laid down. I thought the guys were done but then Dom came over and pulled me up and walked me over to a table and bent me over it’s edge. ‘I am going to fuck you up the bum slut, your not done yet ‘ once again the camera.