She started to rub it, to masturbate meall the time telling me I was HER sissy girl. Suddenly she stopped, shemust have known that I was close to orga...m. "Do you want to cum sissygirl" she whispered. "Yes Madam" I panted "Then tell me what you are"she said "Tell me you are a sissy girl" Tell me that you want to be MYsissy girl, Tell me that you want to be a girl in EVERY way" "Admit tome that you want this and you will have the best orgasm you ever had". Iwas too far gone to resist, the pain in. I tactfully asked the expected question, because I knew they would expect me to ask it. I used the term extra equipment. I ordered up some food to share. When the DJ went into her slow dance set, I asked Debbie to dance first. I indicated I wanted to prove a point to red dress. Denise nodded and Debbie and I went hand in hand to the dance floor. I pulled her in close and complemented her on her looks, her hair, and figure; just about anything I could about her. She relaxed a bit and pulled in. The room smelled sweet. Thin rays of sunlight were everywhere. It was probably the closest I’d ever get to the feeling of entering a heaven for the first time. And there they were. My three wishes… Asleep. Cuddled up together on the bed in white oversized t-shirts and shorts. Their legs, arms and slender bodies curled in and out, delicately wrapping around each other. They looked so perfect, comfortable and complete. The sight of the boys together felt like a never-ending foundation of layers. It was not long before they were moving in rhythm. Anight's rest, even an abbreviated night's rest, is sufficient torecharge the vigor of a fourteen-year-old, and soon Marcia wasspurting strong, vigorous pumps of baby-making juice into Julie'swelcoming depository. The young bride glowed with satisfaction. Shewas sure that she had conceived.As Julie took a shower, after first carefully inserting a tamponinto her to retain all of Marcia's sperm, Linda and Cheryl took turnswith Marcia on the.