I needed an idea, and I needed one now. I didnt want to just pounce on the boy and risk him freaking out, but I wanted to see if he felt the same abou... me. After rummaging through almost every piece of clothing I have, I decided on a very short-cut yellow top, no bra, and the tightest pair of shorts I could find. This would let me know if he at least found me attractive. I looked into my mirror, adjusting my chest, and taking a deep breath. You can do it, Julia. Get this boy. I nodded at my own. He said it with such passion I almost cummed with the thought of it, although it scared me somewhat. We moved into the back of the car, and I bent over on the back seat. He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down with my boxers. I was scared as hell by this point.“Please be gentle” I pleaded.“Don't worry”. He pulled a tube of something from under his seat and squirted it on my asshole, and he started rubbing it around. He plunged his well lubricated finger into my asshole and gyrated it. It. She went back to the girl’s front, dragging the paddle along her spine. ‘Tell me little one, are you enjoying sniffing worm’s ass trail.’ The girl shook her head no. ‘or perhaps you would like to sniff the real thing.’ The girl violently shook her head no. Casey reached her hand to the girl’s sex trailing a finger across the lips. I remained on my knees mesmerized. ‘Something has gotten that pussy all hot and bothered, why you’re soaking wet. Come here worm.’ I still could not move, but. Maybe I really wasn't any good in bed. Perhaps it wasbetter to just be her sissy plaything. Her hand-sex failure. As muchas I tried to hold onto my male ego, I could feel it slipping away.The thought of always looking this way around her, never having anormal sex life with my gorgeous wife, constantly playing with mypickle in front of her, and having my masculinity endlesslydenigrated, was deeply disturbing. What was even worse was the chancethat I might come not only to accept it, but to.