It was a good thing I’d stopped blowing him, because no sooner did I sit back up in my chair, did we pass one of the cops who was directing traffic ...round the accident. “Whew, close call!” I told him as we went past the accident and were soon heading out of the small town. As soon as we were out of the town, I went back to take care of the unfinished business. His underwear had a huge wet spot where his pre-cum had oozed out and soaked the black fabric. Wanting to finish him before we hit. He must always be presentable, ready to please. Good sissies shave their legsEvery morning after he wakes up, a sissy strips naked, tucks his boy-clit between his legs and stands in the corner of his room for 10 minutes. He says out aloud “I wish I had a real pussy” during corner time.A sissy must find a real man (his Master) to please. A sissy must send his Master pictures of himself in his panties every morning, and of himself in his lingerie every night. If he does not have lingerie, he must. " Waite casually rested his hand on one of the Colts. It wasn't lost on the judge. They casually walked across the street to the Conestoga. The judge climbed up first. He was faced with the barrel of a Winchester 73 as he came over the top. Lisa Marie was in the back watching him as Waite climbed up to the seat.The judge was in the center on the broad seat, with Carol Ann on the far side. Carol Ann smiled big and indicated to the judge to look down with her eyes just before the wagon started.. . Stare at Trixy in the buff.THE BELL SOUNDSI'm hot and cold all at once. My heart is racing. They're so many sensations. Having a hundred guys admire my body. The thrill of a good wrestling match. The sexual tension in the room, broken only by the laughter. I go to my corner and see Lloch move to join Trixy in hers."Tommy! Get over here" he's laughing so hard I'm not sure he can walk. "Hand me that towel" I towel off my face getting Jell-O out of my eyes. Tommy is staring at my breasts..