You will start as my little girl and be very obedient. Here is a pretty party dress and wig. You will get out of your boy clothes and put the dress an... wig on. Then, you will ring the doorbell again.”Oh no! I could not believe the implications of her words. I was to change into a sissy dress right there on her front stoop. In front of everyone outside! I looked around and did not see anyone. I quickly took offs my shirt and looked around again. There was still nobody there. I took off my shoes. And also closer to the cocks they jerk while watching me. The dirtier the words, the better and hornier i feel as Jenny. He owns me and everybody should hear that straight from my slutty whoremouth. He says he loves my voice and that it is a special thing about me which not every sissygirl have.I have to stroke my bulge a little while I say the things, and its growing more and more.I'm happy that he allows me to rubbing my pussy trough my panties. My pussy i the more important part for me. As. I want to see you stark naked & want to taste the sweet pussy of yours too.Come home with me" Holy shit. From a supposed blowjob to alleyway sex to an overnighter? WTF?!? I had so many thoughts twirling in my head I was trying to find a delicate way of saying no but once in the backseat of his friends car those thoughts melted away. We began kissing again & he was massaging my bare legs. He kept squeezing my inner thigh so close to my pussy that I thought I was going to cum there in the car in. Always fascinated with her masturbation, Spencer watching the intricate path her fingers weave to stroke her clit and then rub it in tiny circles before dipping downward to lightly touch the entrance to her hot passage. Her cunt is soaked, droplets of her juice glistening on her bare skin, gleaming on her thighs and fingers. Finally, Spencer can no longer control his own excitement and reaches a hand down to touch her. Feeling his hand make contact with her pussy so unexpectedly sent shivers.