I don’t like either of those things. I wanted to get out of the room. Out of the building works, too.” We left the dorm and were walking along one... of the many walks on campus. We walked for a bit and then she sat down on a bench.I sat with her. “Agnes, tell me about yourself.”She looked at me for a moment and then shrugged. “My folks are rather old-fashioned. I grew up on a farm. Dad taught me how to drive anything. This summer, it was mostly a tractor. In high school, I was considered a nerd. "Look up at me," I instructed "and dont close your mouth until I tell you." You looked up, the combination of stretching your mouth and looking up gave you the look I craved for, a look that told me you were lost, scared, mine. I leant forward and placed my cock on the end of your tongue allowing you to taste me for the first time, the look registered in your eyes and I knew then that you would be everything I hoped you would be. I pushed forward slowly and you kept your mouth open. I soon. I was looking for whatever and was very curious. Just out of a relationship with a woman for 8 years. I moved to Europe and discretely started to experiment with guys and transexuals. It was one tranny who I was fucking occasionally said, next time, "I will dress you like a girl and fuck your hole." Sure enough, the next time we had a booty call, she kept her promised, dressed me with her clothes, make-up and banged me into a brand new sissy. Shortly after, I started building up a stash of. This was a bit too much for a first timer to handle. A hard dick in her leaking pussy. The woman she loved, not only present, but naked, french kissing her and the boy toy she was riding, her tits bouncing and leaking faint traces of milk on his body. And now she was forcing her swollen wet slit on her young mouth... “I am going to cum...” Jessie muffled softly. Her voice fading in the lusty perversion of the moment. “Can I please cum on your cock?” Elmira broke her forced cunnilingus to.