To his side he was aware of "Carol" shifting slightly forward in her seat as she sensed the game was about to begin."Hello slut," James said harshly"S...erri" squirmed slightly in the rack. James reached down and stroked his face. He was wearing full makeup and his lips, stretched out around the o-ring gag, had been been given a coating of bright red lipstick. "You look like a fucking whore Sherri," James announced. "Are you?" Sherri" hesitated and the nodded his head up and down.James laughed.. I wish I could remember my dreams, whoch produced something so delicious to touch. I'm around seven inches erect and today, it was soft to the touch on the surface but rock hard in the core.I slowly started stroking the underside with my middle finger, then gently carressed the knob, leaving only one thing to do.I started to recall an evening some years ago in a London tranny club called the Philbeach Hotel in Earl's Court, where Monday was the evening when gurls could dress and be themselves,. Can I do it? Maybe, I don’t know. I guess we’ll be seeing by day’s end,” I said.With the end of my abbreviated and frank speech, there ensued some muted cheers, yes they actually cheered. I just wasn’t sure what it was that they were cheering. But, I was tired; it was still early in the day and I was tired, go figure. I really wasn’t sure about things at all. But, everyone said it was all good, so I guess that maybe it was going to be good. Most importantly for me, Rozelle seemed to be thinking. I sent the boys out of the room so that we could talk. And what else, oh yes, your clothes. Well I don’t know where they are all you were wearing was that gob of peanut butter when you came in.”Mom said, “Oh my God! The peanut butter. Did the boys see me like this?”Juggs said, “Oh yeah. They saw you all right. I had them carry you over here and then I explained to them that I too had a cat that liked to like peanut butter off my clit too. That was before I started fucking my son.”Mom said, “You.