I was so taken aback when she came onto me, her hand snaking up under the skirt, along my thigh and running her fingers over my crotch shamelessly whi...st we were still in the bar. She flattered me, whispering in my ear that she loved a guy in woman's clothing and bought me another drink. I couldn't say a thing, my breath caught in my throat as I smiled nervously, my cheeks blushing furiously and found little comfort from her amused gaze at the bottom of the glass. Her fingers lightly trailed up. It was a wonderful experience but I don’t think I enjoyed it to its full potential as he would cum many times and during that session I didn’t cum at all.“Finger yourself!” he said to me one day. It a really nice feeling for girls too. I had never thought about fingering myself before and I was too scared to try it. “Can you do it for me?” I asked him. He grinned like that was what he was hoping I would say. He laid me flat on my back on the ground, and brought my legs up to the bed to he had. Once the tip of my cock was properly positioned just inside of her opening, her pretty anal ring circling the spongy, mushroom head of my cock, I placed my hands on the small of her back."Since you're now my whore" I instructed, "Do what whore's do so well and lean back and take my cock up your ass."She didn't move, so I reached under her torso, found both of her nipples between my thumb and index fingers and gave them both a twist!"OWWWW, you Bastard!" She yelled."It's SIR to you, whore!" I. In fact, I did not really have things. I had a few personal items that I always had, but that was it. Even clothes were bough new wherever we went. Slipping out of my clothes, I made my way into my current bathroom and started the current shower. I needed to relax a little before going to bed. Though I was sure that I was going to be up all night once again trying to figure things out. “Andie,” my father knocked on the bathroom door, just as I was getting ready to step in. “Can I talk to you.