It seemed like she hadn't talked in many years."S... S... Sissy f... f... faggots... SISSY FAGGOTS LIKE ME... I'M ASISSY FAGGOT!!!... need long, la...... la... lovely nails... LONG NAILS...LONG PINK TALONS... LONG PINK PENIS PUMPING TALONS so they can strokehuge cocks..."It was as if the words were being forced out of her mouth. As if thepoor, inadequate sissy was doing everything she could to keep her mouthfrom yelling, "HUGE COCKS... HUGE REAL MEN'S COCKS... STOKE HUGE MEN'SREAL COCKS and make. Had she placed her hands upon Maggie’s shoulders, to ensure that she would remain rooted in her spot? Whatever the answer was, it was keeping Maggie in place. This was good, as it meant that she would continue to grind against me, her sex so incredibly moist that she was nearly frictionless. But it was also unfortunate, as it prevented her from moving herself to a position where I might plunder her sex, and take her virginity.Gods... Why was the thought of taking a woman’s virginity always so. Jorgenson’s rough handling of my pussy and breasts was too much for me and I came, shuddering through an almost violent orgasm. I collapsed into his chest, and he immediately began humping me. Wearing panties and tights, there wasn’t a chance he could penetrate me, which is good because I’m not sure I’d have the will to stop him. But he didn’t seem to care. In fact, he seemed to savor the feel of my wool tights against his penis. Within moments he grunted, and then I felt a warm wetness. ..been awhile since I was here and shared a story with ya. Well as you read from my previous stories, I was newly divorced after 16 years and went a little wild lol. This story here happened about a year after my divorce and had moved in with c***d hood buddy. He was rather quiet guy enjoyed his drink and smoke whenever possible. So we had just moved to new place and we both had different ladies in and out all the time. Jack so happened to have this one lady friend Gayle.. that they would go.