Believe me, I had tried, and got so severely punished every time they had found me I more and more let go of the idea itself. Being living as a woman ...s still, after all, much better than being dead, even if you really are a thirty-two year old man.I didn't sleep particularly well during the night.I was fetched my Mistress, who let me visit the bathroom and ordered me to get dressed. She had put forward a man's shirt and trousers, the underwear was still female though, a matched set of bra,. "While he was easing his cock-head into me, Cesar climbed on the bed and offered himself to my mouth. I quickly slid him back into my throat as Matt was working his way deeper into my nether regions. Sam and Joe stripped and got on the bed too. Joe slid under me and started sucking on my scrotum and stiffy. Sam moved a little closer, and I grabbed his pole and began stroking it to full hardness. Now that everyone was involved I started pushing back to meet Matt's thrusts as Cesar's hard-on. I want to do it. I want to do it with you right now.” I’m not sure what had come over me, but I was desperate to get his cock in me. I was done with the teasing and guilt of going too far. I wanted a man to fuck me, and who better than my handsome and willing nephew?We started pushing and undoing each other’s pants to get them down. Bobby had not bothered to put his bathing suit back on. I had his jeans around his ankles and saw his cock at the ready. He pushed my jeans and bathing suit bottom. I said my charges and she is like come over asap.Once I got to her house it was big and a designer penthouse she got from the company. She told about herself as she was new to the city and was lonely; completely drunk full talli. She offered me but plainly refused and told her let’s get to work. I asked her for the bed sheet and asked her to change to bare minimum clothes or nothing but a towel.The time she was changing I lit up some candle and heater as it is fucking cold. Make the environment.