I blushed hard but nodded. They'd just make me do it anyway.There was laughter from several guys. "Sure she will," Ted said. "She'll do it on top. Sit...down over there on the couch, Roger, and let her get on top of you."The other guys continued running their hands over my body for a couple of minutes. I had to keep my hands behind my head and my legs wide open, letting them handle me however they wanted. It was humiliating; they laughed and teased me, but I was responding, breathing more heavily. The baby doll fits you perfectly!” Tré struggled to speak. “Well good, I paid almost fifty bucks for it.” Sasha laughed.Sasha went back into the bathroom and changed into the next set she had purchased. It was a cherry-red corset that had to be tied from the back. To go along with it was a matching thong and garter. “I need some help in here.” Sasha yelled.Tré could feel his dick hardening in his pants. He pushed his growing erection down with his palm and took a deep breath before he. "Here, go cut the rope," he said shoving it in my hand.My mother had not raised a fool, but I didn't see either of them fixing this. I rolled out the other side of the truck and eased around till I had a straight shot to the chute. I sprinted to the chute and climbed in so the deer couldn't get at me. He ignored me because he was intent in putting more dents in my Uncle's truck. I cut the rope. As soon as the deer figured out it was free he was gone in a flash.So I knew these guys would help me. I loved the way I felt when I was wearing her things...sexy, fem, vulnerable, and so excited! My father carried a satchel to and from work, and it was always full of porn magazines and erotic lit paperbacks, so I had plenty of fantasy material to dress and masturbate too when they were gone. My love affair with porn was born, and even when not dressed I would sometimes spend hours masturbating to porn, just like I do now when I have the chance. As I got older, I discovered cars, real girls,.