You're a sexier sissy thanyou were a man."Loren scowled. "I am most definitely not thinking that!" Well, you should," she said and patted his erectio... condescendingly."You better be teasing," he growled.She changed the topic. "I can't help but notice, by the way, that youwent way overboard on shoes. I guess you're a shoe-girl. Is that it?Have you got a thing for shoes?" she asked dryly.Loren rolled his eyes. "She made me buy these because she knew I was aman. It was blackmail."Stephanie. Many nights I would dream at home with my dildo going in and out of my ass dreaming I was a porno slut. Well it was finally happening and not sure if I would get this chance again. I was about to squat down to get better access to his cock but the guy made me stand and spread out my legs. I felt some sort of liquid being put on my ass; his hands were rubbing my bud and slipped a finger inside. I tried to relax y ass and let his finger go in deeper. He then inserted to fingers and work them in. I noticed all three panties were a matching set for the training bras, so cool. After trying the panties on I just stood there naked. She then said, “would you... ?”She stopped talking. So I said, “would I what?”...”Nothing, never mind.”I know what she wanted to do so I said, “If you give me all this stuff for free, I’ll do anything you want, and I mean anything.”Her face got very red, she looked at me for a good couple minutes and then said, “Anything I want?”“Yes anything.” She quickly got. Well, not hiding away in the dark, they shouldn’t!Leaving the key in the door, I swung around and vaulted - or rather dived - over the veranda’s balustrade all in one movement. I needed to be out in what little moonlight there was, where I could see who was coming at me and how best to defend myself. Rolling over as I hit the ground, I literarily jumped onto my feet and stared back at the gloom of the veranda.“Who the fuck’s there?” I demanded, feeling a lot safer once that they couldn’t.