She licks the length of my shaft and my balls can feel a breeze somewhere in the room. She pulls back my foreskin and inserts my dickhead in her mouth... just till the edge of my head and latches on with her lips as her tongue does some amazing dickhead massage in her mouth. I can feel myself loosing my shit real fast, this was not a relaxing kind of blowjob, this was like an interview to the olympics and my dick was her sport of choice. Till now my dick had not even entered more than an inch. Well that's the reason for my being the way that I am. Let me explain myself if I may. Okay, about a year ago this June, after doing ice for the very first time with that stupid ass ex girlfriend of mine, with her fat dumb ass, I started crossdressing with a group of friends that were prominent crossdressers here in the city that I live, which is Akron, OH. I mean I would model around the house in panties and sexy socks, but I didn't dress dress, and I've always had a girlfriend so again. He was tapping something on his necktie... I looked at it...Immediately, I felt my posture correct itself, and the muscles in my facerelax... The Crest... I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like tothink for myself. I am happy, and want others to know I am. I am prettyand I am hot. I exist for others' pleasure. I love when others tell mewhat my opinions are. I love being silly. I am weak, and I live toserve. I am feminine and I am dainty. I am passive. I accept othersjudgements. My. New to such an orgasm, she wanted to escape. With a voice still sexily hoarse from the wild ride, she whispered, "Fred, I hope you are pleased with me. I have never done anything like this before."Elizabeth was in turmoil. She was still pretending it was all for me and not admitting how much she liked to fuck. Yet, on this night, she had become insatiable. My cock was still deep inside her, gripped and released, lasciviously sucked, not being surrendered. Her lips were on my ear; her panting,.