He headed up to the door.Shavar opened it and smiled broadly, “Those were your lips in the pics! Get your sissy ass in here!”Joss smiled back and ...ollowed the much taller dude to the bedroom.On the large TV there was porn playing. “Is that you,” Joss asked.“Yeah! I was fucking this li’l tranny.”“Cool. You’re not recording me, are you?”“Nah, but I can.”“I don’t mind. Might be hot to have some footage.”“Let me set this shit up then.”Shavar readied the equipment and turned up the lights. He hit. ” The look you have in your eye stirs me deep within. After a few more moments of bliss my brain begins to return and I reach down to unbuckle your belt. I undo your pants, you lift up so I can wriggle them down. I purposely rubbed against your cock, which was peeking out of your boxers as I pulled your pants down to your ankles. I crawled down to the bottom of the bed to reach them and you lifted my skirt to get a good view of my butt. I got up off the bed to take your pants off your ankles. She says… “gimme then” … I gives her some short massage on her hand and stops…. we talk again…I could feel my temperature rising… Could feel her intoxicating smell in my nostrils… Strong smell of lust… Am slowly losing my control… I offer her a back massage… Yes on her bare back… Am trying to show am cool… When I give her massage… Could feel the hard and soft parts in her body… my hand slowly moves to the side and touches the sides of her full breasts… it is soft…Slowly realizes that this is. Imagine that! A girl who doesn’t stare at herself in the mirror! Shhh! Don’t tell anyone or they’ll kick me out of the girls’ club!Looking at Mum painting away, I made a sudden decision. I raced out of my room and grabbed the key for Mum’s studio from its hook in the kitchen. Slipping on my shoes, I headed out the back door and down to the shed at the bottom of the yard. Inside, about half the space was taken up with Mum’s drafting boards and the computer for her graphic design job, plus a play.