I'm not going back tobeing Philip the sissy ballet boy at school. Those days are over. I'veworked too hard to prove I'm a man to have a bunch of dicks... at schoolmake me an outcast again because they think all danseurs are gay."Marie nodded and said, "I'm sorry to hear that, but it's your life. Youcan do what you want with it."Philip smiled at her resignation. She was done pressing the subject.Philip poured himself a bowl of cereal and carried it over to thebreakfast table. He stared down at the. As I walked up the steps to the seats, my skirt shifted upwards and my pussy was available for any one who looked. My tits were pressed tight against the sheer fabric. I had that fuck me look. I was hoping some one would get the hint and sit by my horny body.I sat in the middle of the row of seats just a few rows from the top. It was dark and no one was up there. It was not long before a guy and gal sat on both sides of me. I smiled at both of them and soon the theater went dark as the movie. "Her eyes watering but a look of happiness on her face, Alice outstretched her arms. "Please let me be your slave," she whimpered, while behind her, Holly wiped away a tear of happiness.Isaac leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, then readied the head of his cock against her wet pussy. He wouldn't be able to go about this the same way as he had with Holly, considering her tiny body. He wasn't even sure he would be able to fit the whole thing inside her. Holly held onto her little sister. Allison’s short stature slid through the water with ease, much like Melanie had. When Allison reached Melanie, his reaction was actually intoxicating.Allison swam all the way up to Melanie and then came out of the water only to take hold of her face and plant her lips to Melanie’s. They enveloped each other, tasting each other, bringing their bodies breasts to breasts. Justin watched as Allison’s tennis ball sized tits pressed into his sister’s bigger ones. Somehow, Melanie and Allison managed.