And you know, if you get any troubles from any of the fellas, just tell me and I'll kick their asses to next week."Harley stared at this gruff, unkemp... man. Was he trying to apologize to her?"I'm Harley," she said offering him her hand."Tanner," he said grasping her hand in his big, rough one, shaking it hardily."Would you care to get some breakfast with me then, Tanner?" she asked, thinking of him as an instant friend."Yeah, yeah," he said, turning around and walking the way she had been. ....For some reason I feel like Ive known Chris forever, like I can trust him, so I do as he asks, they climb onto the bed kneel infront of me an present 2 stunning dicks, one another 8” and the other a bit shorter but just as wide as Chris. I begin to suck on the long one and Chris says thats Steve I take Steve out of my mouth and put the fat cock in my mouth Chris says now that is Danny. Now you are all friends....Slightly distracted by the 2 cocks in front of me I haven't really taken much. Tom laughed at “Sir.”“Please, call me Dad like everyone else” he offered. He hated sir, but he didn’t want her calling him Tom either. He didn’t dare let her get that friendly. She’s only sixteen Tom.Kelly smiled, glanced at the 8-ball and giggled.“Okay, Daddy,” she replied with that perfect smile.Dear God, he hadn’t thought of that! Daddy? Maybe they’d better go back to sir.“Do you need something Kelly?” he askedHe may have imagined it, but he could have sworn she flashed him a seductive. Trousers under no circumstances qualify as female clothes and hence are off limits. Whenever I am on duty outdoors, I must always wear what YOU determine to be the appropriate attire for any given situation. This may be as little as the chastity belt and slave collar. If I am allowed to dress as a sissy, a bra with MM cups is a must, to be covered only by a tight see-through silk blouse or camisole. It is fully up to YOU to decide that I have to wear a sissy outfit and pumps that can be locked.