Seeing his progression over the first few years I knew I could really help my hubby achieve what he always wanted in life. Being the only boy in the f...mily and having two sisters and a mom as his role models, I knew there was somebody, besides a man, inside his body. Over time I was really happy with how my sissy was reacting to his new lifestyle. He was wearing panties more often and he loved being locked up for weeks at a time. Then he fell on rough times and lost his job. I looked at this as. Removing the gag, I positioned myself between her legs and withdrew that which was far better equipped to play Romeo to Katie’s gaping yet defenseless Juliet. Her eyes glazed slightly as I entered her. I couldn’t tell whether she was role-playing the abused girl of her fantasies or simply lost in her raptures. I was partly in that same Twilight Zone myself. During this formative stage of the union, I continued to ply my digital trade so far as her breasts were concerned. The kissing was a. After an hour I was sweating like a pig- a bound pig ready for theslaughter I might add. Perspiration was stinging my eyes, and as theair in my room got thicker I found it harder and harder to breathe asmy mouth was sealed tightly. Worse, with the window open, flies hadfound their way inside and were constantly lighting on my bound, sweatyform, annoying and jerking me back to reality. I would thrash about,and they would fly off for a bit but quickly returned throughout theday and night as. My head was still spinning, and I was about to leave when I heard a small motorcycle. I freaked out, started to move in the shadow of a tree, wanting to take the few steps up and away. But I was noticed already, and the old man was there.He said nothing, with his eyes he was checking me out. Suddenly, his hand reached under my skirt and he started to squeeze my balls and penis. I got hard when he smiled at me.I must admit that this man was not attractive. He must have been in his fifties with.