All you have to do is what you are told.Be a good little sissy, stop thinking anything remotely masculine andadopt everything feminine and I am sure y...u will be just fine. Comehere...stand in front of the mirror again...now what do you see? Do yousee a man or a very pretty servant girl looking back at you?" A servant girl I guess." Exactly and a very pretty one at that if I do say so myself. Now arethese clothes more fun to wear or are your ugly old boy clothes morefun?" Well these are a lot. My hand drops, over your chest, lower, cupping your breast, fingers around your nipple. Fingers on your ribcage, back under your breast. My lips move, kissing your chin, your neck, my body shifting downwards. Mouth and hands converge on your nipples, blowing, teasing, arousing. Your back arches, pushing towards my face.I love your breasts, for a small girl they are big, but firm. I remember the first time I saw you, slipping that pale blue balcony bra from yourself, breasts exposed. The. I was afraid of making her pregnant but eventually her erotic ministrations caused the age old pulsing to start boiling in my loins. I realised that she did not know I was a fertile male and I eventually concluded that this would be the perfect 'pay-back' for her selfish use of my body. I could not hate her though, for I had to admit that our time together had been quite intriguing. Nor could I be cruel or malicious about what had happened. I knew that she was a promiscuous bisexual lesbian and. Me and john went near the car to say bye, finally all three guys kissed and squeezed my nude boobs on the street and left, I can see Kar2’s eyes watching from bushes but I don’t mind, now I am in cloud 9, I can get fucked with John. As soon as the door closed just jumped on to John, he carried me towards the bedroom and started smooching very hard.As I was already nude, undressed john, now I became expert in giving blow job, in seconds took john’s dick into my mouth, lubricating it with saliva.