I had a proclivityfor wearing women's clothing, anything soft and silky, sheer and prettywas a huge turn-on for me. Like most young and budding crossd...essers Icouldn't get enough of pretty, sexy panties, pantyhose, stockings,slips, bras, skirts, etc., you name it and I wanted it to feel itagainst my body. The feelings associated with dressing in somethingfeminine was absolutely divine, and anytime I could get a few momentsalone I was dressing up and feeling sexy. Typically these little. After 10 minutes or so I sent him another message. Why don't you tell me something about you. Age, body type, what your on here for? Then went back to checking out the new younger guys. Woke up the following day, had nothing else to do as it was my day off work, so of course did what any guy would. Went looking for cock. Have to admit I smiled when I saw a message from him. "I'm not old enough, please don't report me" I'm 16, blond hair normal body I think. Don't know what I want, never done. "We should go before it's too late."We emerged from our gloomy lair to take our bearings, and then head speedily off in the vague direction of the city. With two days walk to the river, then another two days beyond that to reach the outskirts of our base, the opportunities for the Guardians to detect us were not insignificant. We marched throughout the night, holding tightly to our precious cargo.On several occasions, the whine of flyer engines were heard overhead, and we were forced to race. Hard until it feels good." Her hands caressed his chest, encouraging him, legs trembling with excitement as she held them apart. Her voice was perfectly steady, despite what was about to happen. "It's okay to break me," she murmured, reaching down to hold her pussy lips apart, finally getting a little bit inside. "It's okay to... kill me... please, Dumin. Do it. I want it." Her voice became needy, pussy twitching as the dragon suddenly stopped moving, digging in his back legs. With a jerk.