Loren for her part froze in the doorway, her knees pressed together and a hand before her mouth. The boy looks even more gorgeous in person and the si...ht of his smile and graceful movements went straight to the heart, and the loins of every woman.“Hello, Emily,” Ashton said in a pleasant voice, “who is your friend.”“This,” Emily began, her throat tightening as she took in Ashton, “This is my sister Loren.”“It is a pleasure, a real pleasure to meet you, Ashton,” Loren said, remembering herself. I had no desire to touch a man's cock but she was a sissy and it felt nice having my hand there. I pushed my hand around the back and pushed a finger gently into her tight sex hole. "Mmm, that feels nice," she moaned as I worked my finger inside her. "Why don't you get on your knees darling and we can see if you are a good girl?" She knelt in front of me and looked up. She looked amazing and I was going to enjoy her, learning about sissies as I did. I undid my trousers and my hard cock popped. ”The only drawback I could find was he was older than I was – several years older. Although he had all the criteria I was looking for in a down and dirty cowboy, I figured that at his age he would not have the stamina.Not giving me a chance to saying anything he just pulled me closer to him and I could feel his hard-on pressing into me. Leaning down he whispered in my ear again, “My name is Clint and we are going to spend the night fucking our brains out so don’t fight it. Now, what is your. The only hump in the backseat is what you do when you're back there." Isn't this the car Ralph Nader wrote about in Unsafe at Any Speed?" I asked."You're so cute, Lincoln," Mrs. Smith said as she pinched my cheek. "When I'm driving all cars are unsafe at any speed. Get in and hide on the floor in back. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Which means have lots of sex. That's what I did in the backseat when I was your age."We did as she said. Sort of. If she had lots of sex in this back seat, she.