But I had to go before I went down to the spots I was more comfortable in. when I pulled in there was only one other car there and an old man was sitt...ng there. I parked and smiled hello at him thinking nothing of it. There is one stall and one urinal in the small bathroom and as I was standing there pissing he opened the door and walked in. Caught with my cock in the hand he looked and said "oh, you really are just pissing" and turned to leave. I said hold on what were you expecting. He said. Nothing serious. I told her you'd stay overnight in the spare room.“„Oh, well then...“ The coffee was good and I recovered quickly from my shock. I noticed that granny was still as messed up as I was from our workout yesterday. Immediately I started to get horny again. She noticed and came closer. Her gown was open and al of her soft, voluptuous breasts and belly was visible. And I could smell her sweet womanly scent.„Now, boy, what was that you said last evening before you went to sleep so. When he was erect enough, he speared me with his manhood, sending pain and pleasure through me."Stop crying you little whore!" and he slapped my face, making me cry more. "Stop crying, just relax, it won't hurt if you relax" It was hurting, it was hurting and hurting, and then all of a sudden it didn't hurt, it felt good. I started moaning into my gag. "Oh, you like then do you, you little bitch, well guess what, David's coming over tomorrow night and you can moan for him, you never did. .." Don't be so hard on yourself girl," Maryellen interjected.Steve smiled and continued, "Thanks, but, anyway, I knew that a manshould not want to be pretty or even cute. I knew that men didn't wantthat. I started calling myself a fag in my head, repeatedly. I'm not gayor anything, but I couldn't help but to think.... I kind of felt that byenjoying my femininity I was betraying my manliness, whatever amount ofthat I ever really had. I figured that the happiness I felt en femmemeant that I.