At the time, I never understood why my penis would jerk from handling her baby buns. All I knew was that I liked the feeling—a lot. So much, in fact... that I had to excuse myself and run to my room just to tug on my erect knob. Nothing ever came out, though, as I was still too young to produce any cum. To be honest, if it weren't for my sister constantly prancing around in her snug little panties, I probably wouldn't have had any interest in the female form until another couple of years. Not. I started to regain consciousness, I became aware of a smacking sound and realized that it was the sound of flesh striking fleshing. I quickly remembered that Carlos and I was in the shower having sex and that he had bust through my inner sanctum and I had passed out from the pain. I could not figure out why I was hearing fucking sounds and all I could feel was the pain in my anus. I raised my head and turned to look at the other bed, there was two people on the bed having sex. Even though. Licking Mistresses shoes. You’re a pathetic man. You have a small cock and you only get hard when Mistress humiliates you. Does this excite you? Are you Mistresses, little freak?”“Yes, Mistress. I’m a freak that loves to dress like a sissy boy.”“Stand up, and let Mistress see your cock. Pull your panties down! Show mistress your small dick. Do it!”“Yes, Mistress.”I pulled down my black panties and put them on the floor. My penis was rock hard and standing straight out. I left my bra on. I did. ‘What’s going on in that head of yours?’ Holden asked, setting a plate in front of me. ‘Nothing much.’ ‘You lie like a child that’s already been caught with their hand caught in the cookie jar.’ I laughed. ‘An interesting analogy.’ ‘An interesting evasive tactic.’ ‘I don’t see it as fair that you know so much about me, but I know very little about you.’ He smirked. ‘All right, fine. We’ll play your game. What do you want to know?’ ‘A last name would be nice, for starters.’ ‘Dillingham.’.