Another volley of jizz shot from the man standing just to the left of me and onto my stockings. As I clenched my lips around the third man's cock, I f...lt the familiar swelling and then a gusher of cum filled my throat and mouth as the sound of grunting men filled the air in that small bathroom."You're better than my old lady.", said the sitting 'bear' as his cock subsided and slowly dropped from my ass; condom still in place with a full glob of cum weighing down the head.I finished wiping my. Their father, who had come with his new bride to America from the Ukraine, was always filled with optimism and he loved his adopted country and he was proud to tell everyone he was a ‘citizen by choice.’ Now he was gone – killed three years ago in a construction accident.They had been devastated and still missed him, but shortly after his death their mother had slipped into depression. She could still function at a basic level and kept house and made lunches for them, and would listen to their. "Are you gonna make us dress up around mom and dad?" No, we don't want to hurt you." Suzie answered. "But you'll have tobecome our sisters any time we want you to be. When we're sisters wecould do girl stuff together, like fashion shows, or doing our nails, orwatching Hanna Montana." I could do that," Timmy quickly agreed. "It sounds like fun! Ron and Ihave put on lots of fashion shows; we put them on our PC's so we couldwatch them whenever we wanted to."Jenny looked at me and smiled, "You'll. .all I could imagine wasbeautiful lips from a beautiful woman making love to my cock, it waswonderful to feel like a man again. I imagined I was in control of a womanwho would submit to my wishes and erotic needs. My legs spread wider,imagining a woman between them. A woman who would do anything to see her manpleased and satisfied. Where were women like that nowadays? I imaginedthat I could move my hands down and take the back of her head and hold itsteady while my hips fucked her luscious.