The boys went out behind the tent to pee, and when I heard their strong streams of piss splashing in the leaves, I couldn’t help thinking of Dave th...se many years ago, how I urinated in his mouth, and wondering if I would sink to the same depravity with Jeff and Derek, given the opportunity.The boys’ sleeping bags were right next to mine, and they came in and laid on top of their sleeping bags, with just their t-shirts and tight, white, underwear briefs on. I waited for a little while until I. It was increadible. She was fucking me how I imaginged every black woman would. I looked around every now and then to make sure no one was disgusted or watching us. Everyone was to focused on their own grinding so we were in the clear. My hands went back to her breasts as she was grinding with my dick in her pussy and I didn’t care if anyone noticed. I grabbed handfuls of her tits and squeezed them and moved them in circles. She didn’t stop me, instead she turned her head once again and we. "I guess we do, and thesame size," I say.Val smiles. "By the look of you in your jogging gear we could besisters."We did seem to be the same size, her the blonde babe and me thebrown haired guy that craves being a woman.We start jogging again and Val starts with the questions. "How longhave you been dressing?" I can always remember sneaking around wearing my sister's clothes.Then when I as older I would just be drawn into stores and boughtclothes and love wearing them." My voice cracked as I. It was as if she’d been surprised to be treated well at all. Thank you for making me feel like a real princess tonight, she’d told him the night before. And all he did was – well, just be a decent guy, he figured. Well, a decent guy who could dance. Still, it seemed to him as if she didn’t believe she deserved it. Joe pursed his lips. Back off, cowboy. This isn’t your business. You’re her boss, she’s your employee. Let someone else be her Prince Charming. A spark of jealousy crackled at that.