She’d swallowed all of it and smiled up at him.She was irresistible in that pose and Gérard did not even attempt to resist her. He lowered his tors...o to cover her entirely and kissed her thoroughly and completely and with liberal use of his tongue. He tasted himself and liked it. Unlike many men he was not scared off by the taste of semen. Indeed, he had more than once enjoyed that treat from the source. Roger appeared to have the same predilection, to the satisfaction of Gérard.On their way to. I’m sure all crossdressers and crossdreamers have a certain particular look we want to have if we could do it.For me its having real breasts that look like my breast forms. The tits are a part of me, not just silicone breast forms. They make me feel like a woman. The same general size with huge nipples always erect. With a firm shape but a noticable droop so they always have a natural, braless look to them. I’d never dare wear a bra with boobs like these anyway. Let them shake and bounce. After a lot of convincing she finally agreed, and said that she is going in other room, come quickly but I was a bit tensed as it was evening time and at that time all peons go to every room to see that whether the room is empty or not, so I was thinking that if we were in the middle of the act and someone comes into our room then we are busted so I told her let’s do it on monday morning and she was okay with the idea. After the guy left we went towards the door and began the action. I took her. Then it happened: I returned suddenly as I puked up. The girls forced my head over the bowl and it all spilled in."OK, Miss Smarty Pants!" Dawnay yelled, "You're going to eat that all up!" I had no choice. My spirit died as two little girls force fed me the sludge that included my own urine, feces, cigarette butts and vomit.Defeated, I was taken out of the chair and sat on the floor. The girls lit fresh cigarettes and just stared at me, as if waiting for something to happen. Suddenly, my whole.