The opportunity to see if the sissy I had been communicating with over Hamster was for real, or just another fake-tease bitch.I booked at the same hot...l on the river I had before... the view was great last time. I told him I was coming to town, and ordered a bunch of clothes that I thought would accentuate his "assets" best.I tend to like my bitches - behind closed doors to dress really slutty. I told him to meet me at the hotel bar in the lobby.he was five minutes late - I fucking hate when. I was dressed to tease. I was braless under my form-fitting dress and my nipples were hard and poking through the dress. Kelly also looked delicious. We sat down and my dad poured us some white wine and sat next to me. He leaned over and whispered, “You look beautiful tonight. You are not a little girl anymore.”I blushed hard and turned around to look at my handsome daddy. As I turned, my dress rode up far enough for him to see my smooth, clean-shaven pussy. He noticed it immediately and I. He once called it 'my libido'. I consider it my Secret Self."Stephen loved it when I was finally able to explain to him how our sex and affection together weren't strictly for his benefit. His joy at having me confirm that I wasn't just an unfeeling sex-toy devoted to his pleasure while receiving nothing in return led me to make using it an irrevocable part of myself. I could remove that need now I suppose, but why would I ever wish to?"Why indeed? And while I'm on the topic, some people wonder. I slid her dress high on her hips, pulling at the tiny panties. The strength of the fabric failed against the passion of the moment as I tore the panties from her body, stuffing them into my jacket pocket. I could feel her weight against me as she wrapped her legs around me. A moan of ecstasy escaped her throat as she lowered herself onto my cock. "Oh God," she whispered, "I'm ready to explode." Suddenly, the door to the rest room swung open. We froze, unable to breath. Two men entered,.