Maybe it was just my little head doing the thinking for me. I had not been laid since I came back to earth. Truthfully my few experiences with girls w...re nothing compared to the caretakers.I was standing in the library looking in the portal when Sue the maid came in. "That is the strangest closet I have ever seen." She said."Yes it is." I agreed."I was trying to clean the glass and no matter how much I rub I can't get this spot clean." What spot?" I asked not seeing a spot.She walked in and. But at what cost?Kevin had been having thoughts of homosexuality, dating back to puberty. He had also been secretly crossdressing since then too. So when put into the situation of voluntarily allowing himself to become a prison “turnout,” he had considered it the lesser of two evils, to acquiesce. Having to publicly display himself as another man’s bitch was extremely humiliating initially, but considering the milieu and the relative anonymity - no one knew him in prison - it wasn’t so bad, and. When she finished, she looked to Aunty for approval.Mistress and Aunty each sat down on the bed with their wine glasses. Aunty just looked at Trixie and he quickly refilled their glasses.“I think she is just sweet. The boys and men will be right after her tale.Both looked me ups and down and around. Mistress Cindy spoke first. “I think Trixie should show Terri how Aunty and I like to be entertained.Trixie walked over to me. He took my hands and put them on his shoulder. He then put his arms. Her hand caressed my chest, back and forth. Her eyes glanced upon my hard, thick cock doing it's merry dance below. Standing proud to attention like a good little soldier.She wet her lips at the thought of tasting my cock once more. She wanted to savor the moment. Her hand moved down to around the base of my cock. Her fingers circling like a butterfly flapping it's wings through the soft pubic hair bush that surrounded it."Your cock is so beautiful. One of the best I've ever seen, your cum is.