. in public again... and again he wasout wearing one of his silly sissy dresses. One of the problems withhis sissy dresses was that they were so outr...geous, and the skirts wereso big and puffy, that they simply screamed for attention. There was noway that anyone could look at him and not know that he was anything buta sissy... a big sissy. And in that outfit, hiding behind anything wouldbe pretty much out of the question! There was another problem with hisdress as well, while it wasn't as. “Your eyes are NOT brown. They’re hazel.” This was true. I squirmed in my chair, shaking my head, groggy from pleasure after the show I’d just enjoyed. The alarms. They were important, right? But I had been so distracted with his show of sexual prowess I just couldn’t focus on them. That was his plan all along! The door to my isolation room burst in and a squad of four men outfitted for a firefight charged in, all aiming their weapons at me. The Specialist had underestimated me. He continued. If Ben could only make his cock go in parallel to Art's she could take more. She asked demurely "Could you lay on my back, to get the base of your dick closer to his? I think I could take more that way." Ben tried but there was no way he could do that without pulling out. Art said "I have the answer. I'll lift Ben so he can move his legs, Then lower him onto you, Terri. Terri, you must first lay on my chest, so as not to be injured." Terri gleefully pressed herself onto Art's massive chest. Art. When i dont move more then my stroking she reaches out and grab my balls in a hard grip squesing harder and harder until I fall down on my knees screaming in pain, as im going down on my knees she says to me "You shell never call me a slut again you small dicked freak". When im on my knees in pain i try to open her hand as her nails are making scratchmarks on the skin around the balls and after i while i manage to open her grip and i pull her toward me with a fast jank so she need to use her.