"Well, I think you are lying," she said."What?" Yeah, I know a sissy boy when I see one. I bet you're wearing pantiesright now. I knew you'd be home t...e other night because you have nogirlfriend, and I knew you wouldn't try anything with the slut I sentwith breakfast for you. You're a sissy. Admit it to me. I know yourlying."I looked at her with every intention of saying no, but deep in my heart Iknew that I wanted this."Yes, I am a sissy." Why did you lie to me? I know about gurls like you." I. It all changed when she discovered really good pornography. The kind of pornography that makes you wish you were doing it that way. The kind of pornography that is real, made by amateurs, and reflects their personal carnal desires. The kind of pornography made by regular people, people who like to film themselves having sex in different positions, with different partners, with multiple partners, or just with themselves. People recording their orgasms for hundreds of other people to watch on the. I was fully hard now, which was turning me on but was also kind of awkward but then I realized he wasn’t pissing at all. In fact he was playing with his boner. He wasn’t really hung, a bit smaller than average and a dark powerful bush was around his cut dick. It was fascinating me and when my glance on his pole was maybe just a bit too long he slowly moved his hands towards my crotch.All of a sudden the door opened and we turned back to our urinals when a third guy entered. He was way taller. .. Spank. Moan... Gasp. Louder moans as tension builds, the muscles of your stomach and vagina slowly tighten. I sense your impending climax and move to your ass, not letting you cum. You willingly rotate your hips. The finger in your ass no longer required, I slowly sodomize you with it. Your pussy completely accessible now, I continue the pussy stoking/spanking. This time, mercifully, I don't stop... It's a hot summer day, sun shining and a cooling breeze blows. I am washing you in cool.