I can see it in your eyes. And I like Brandi and all, but I can't help how I feel. Just give me a chance. If you do that, I promise I won't bother you... again." I started looking around for my purse. "Look, I really can't talk about this right now. I need to think." "Well, don't think too hard." I wanted to slap him. "I'm going now. I'll talk to you later." I didn't bother looking at him. I just walked out as fast as I could. On the way home, I cried my. I can feel how hard your dick is just talking about it. You know you want to be able to grab her and shove her down on your hard dick when she gets home from school. You want to rip open her shirt and suck her perfect tits. You want to feel her juices leaking out of her cunt and down your cock as she fucks you. You know you want this!” My emotions were a mix of rage, anger and horniness beyond anything I had ever felt. I grabbed Amy’s hand out of my lap and forced it behind her back. I turned. Ever since the age of 12, I have been obsessed with anything feminine.My cross dressing escalated dramatically once I was able to learn theart of makeup and by the time I moved out, I had a virtual life as awoman online with my own website. All of this was completely hiddenfrom friends and family, although there were a few close calls whensomeone would come home before I expected them. But as the years wentby and my desires increased, I knew that I wanted my own collection ofclothing and would. .. I watched you personally, saw you shoot your mess most thoroughly ... why was that?” His further silence was thwarted with sadistic pleasure by Georgina, the whip applied with gusto, having him cry out.“I ... I buried them here ... the girls ... girls I disposed of!” Hortense smirked as she proved at the earth with a heel, herself aroused at their fate, and pleased that she had something that would justify her guests sadism being vented on him, not that they’d need an excuse anyhow.“Girls.