My imagination conjured words for her: Oh, yes, what a delicious slut. Oh, Lord, she's good. I love it. Oh, she's going to be a wild one. Oh, yes. So ...good. Miss Henrietta is amazing.I smiled as I squirmed. My pussy tentacles ached to burst out. I lifted my lips from her nipple as she spasmed a final time. Then she grinned at me, her face flushed. She leaned up, seized my hips, and kissed me hard.My tentacles peeked out of my pussy as I shuddered in her embrace. Her tongue licked at my lips,. She thought it was something out of a b-rate movie, but nonetheless funny. Horrible, but amusing. Mel leaned back in his chair with his cup of coffee, ‘Yeah, I figured as much,’ he sipped, then put down his mug. He rubbed his face, ‘Took you long enough,’ he muttered. I’m not entirely sure if I was supposed to hear that last part or not. ** We ended up hanging around Katie’s house the whole day, playing complicated board games that the three of us very much enjoyed, even if nobody else we knew. I had to think of what was going to happen after everything was over, but I did my best to not worry about it. Alan seemed to be enjoying himself anyway, he was spanking my ass, and in no time at all, it was bright red."Fuck, Alan, spank your bitch's ass, and make her beg for it," I commanded.He loved that."Beg me you sexy bitch!" Beg me now!" Alan yelled."Jam your cock deep into my asshole, Alan, and make me scream until my lungs give out. I want my asshole to sting for a week," I yelled. ....I decided to go to a gay sauna about 20 minutes drive away, I looked at my sexy little panties clearly showing my hard cock through the transparent nylon. Should I take them off and wear a pair of mens briefs? If I wear the panties anyone in the changing room would instantly know I was a cross dressing sissy boy as soon as I dropped my shorts. Am I brave enough - my horniness overcame common sense and I quickly threw on some shorts and T shirt.About half hour later I stood before a locker 6.