Shes playing with my right nipple. Itake her left breast in my hand. She has fine nipples, getting hard as hell.We kiss more she very passionate. I’... getting turned on again. She hasn’teven touched my cock, but I’m getting hard. Shortly I’m stiff as a board. Ireally wanted to fuck her, but the girls have a different idea. “Dam youmust really like her, Richard.” Jo says. I think I almost blushed. I’m sureI’d be in the same condition if Jo just did what Christy did. I needed to feellike I was. Oh God, is it running down my thighs or is it my imagination? What am I smelling? Me or what he has wiped on my face. My head spins and my heart races.I feel myself slipping away.SLAP!It takes a moment to register, the sound with the sensation. Suddenly, there is a warm burning. A stinging between my legs, then another and another. Harder and harder. He's not saying a word. I try to squirm and close my legs, but I can't. Each slap finding its aching, pink target. It hurts so much, but feels so. .immersed in girlie thoughts and girlie emotions.But all the while, there is this fear in the background - a fear of being caught in her stockings and underwear. So whilst you indulge yourself in girlie ecstasy and effeminacy, there is this common discomforting interface with the real world as you repeatedly peek through the blinds, or from behind the curtains lest she arrive home earlier than expected. The guilt builds up and conflates with an intense shame.“Boys and men don’t dress up in. I picked up the first toy and Examined it then I placed it in my hand in case I want to buy it, then I did the same with the next few that I saw. I jumped when the Owner of the store snuck up behind me and asked “Need Help Miss” MAKING ME Drop every toy that I had in my hands, I bent over and started Apologizing Profusely. He stopped me and said “Don’t worry about that young lady” and bent down to help me pick up the toys on the floor. When all is said and done he handed them back to me and.