Jan then turned towards Peter “your turn number two favourite man”. Peter turned a little toward Jan and proceeded to kiss her whilst placing a ha...d on her right breast gently rubbing and then tweaking her nipple, whilst I continued to slid one finger back and forth within her vagina using my thumb to rub her clit, there was no holding her back and before long Peters hand joined mine so I pulled back and moved my hand up to her left breast, leaving Peter to work on her pussy. Jan and Peter. Guess he traded his REAL friends for some more popularity.”“Hard to believe, ya know? He was my best friend, now that I think about it.” Said Kiyan.“Don’t worry about him, Kay. Hey Seth, did you bring it?” asked Hunter.“Yep. It’s in my backpack.” Answered Seth. Seth grabbed his backpack and threw it towards Hunter. Hunter searched Seth’s backpack and took out a small box.“What’s in there?” asked Kiyan.“In here, my friend… There’s something that will teach Mr. Popular not to mess with us.”Kiyan. ? By the time he leaves, it's almost7:00.? I fuck my slave again, then untieher so that she can make dinner and finish cleaning up.? She's still gagged, and I've handcuffed herand put her in fetters again.? Cum dripsdown her leg as she works, and I take some pictures for later.? She's such a little whore. I sit down towatch some TV while she vacuums and dusts, and cleans the windows.? There's a chance she may be seen, but I don'treally care.? When she finally finishes,she kneels before me.?. The things he treasured the most were all there. Heneeded little else.In his dream, he rushed to his closet. There... there they were! All hiswonderful pretty things. He grabbed his silly sissy pink dress andpulled it out. He looked at all the shoes on the floor and grabbed thepair of pink patent high heels.And in his dream... he was finally free to be... whatever he felt likebeing. Himself! His sissy things were his refuge from the stress andcares of his "other" life.He was once again.