..Faster and faster the words came out of my mouth as he began to fuck me harder I noticed the pain had gone away and all I felt was his cock then I a...so noticed my cock had gotten hard how had that happened? Did I like this was I gay or something? I didn't know but it felt kind of good now and I kept saying the words as fast as I could I heard his hips slapping into the cheeks of my ass and his breathing got quicker and suddenly he roared "THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT!" and began shooting. Not recognizing the device as the close relative of a birthing chair, Neilson circled it, staring at it curiously. The plastic, anatomically shaped seat stood at about the same height as a barber's chair and had controls that would allow it to be raised or lowered to any height. The seat back could also be raised or lowered allowing the person seated in the chair to be sat up straight or leaned back into a recumbent position. The real distinguishing feature of the chair was the seat itself.. And then Stefani was hugging me, holding me. I clung to her, crying. Dad was dead. He wasn’t coming back. And Clint couldn’t replace him. He just couldn’t. He was just a boy.A boy that made Melody scream her head off when she came. A boy that ate her pussy to orgasm and fucked her hard. A boy that had Lee cleaning, behaving. That had Mom singing his praises, saying he was the man of the house. Strong.He was strong. Handsome, growing into a man. Maybe...No! He was not Dad. He never would be. I can't pass up anopportunity like this. A woman who obviously knows I am a crossdresser, and just asked me out.' Before I could say anything she said, "Unless you're not into datinggirls?" she pouted."Of course I like girls." I said, sounding offended. 'I mean, comeon, I am a guy under all of this.' "Sorry if I came off a littlebrash, I would love to go out with you. I'm David, by the way, whennot dressed like this," I indicated the black Mini and white blouse Ihad on."That would be nice, meet.