Once your parents had passed away they made a full 180 and backstabbed you together for your 33 percent of the will. No longer the caring sisters you ...grew up with, just like in life they saw you as nothing more but an opportunity to be taken advantage of. This led to the rest of your life ,even to now, to be the opposite of what a young boy should go through. You had become proficient in makeup and crossdressing, not by choice, and constantly forced to learn subjects two years ahead of your own. The brawny White dude flicked his taste buds all up and down De’Shane’s pussy crack. “Piss, boi,” he demanded.De’Shane began urinating. “Oh my god,” he wailed.Trent stood up and grabbed his shorter femboi lover. He scooped up the slim-built faggot and French kissed him deep and long. “Mmm,” purred the sissy bottom.“Dammit, sissy boi! You got me gay as fuck up in here!”“You like this faggot ass?”“Hell yeah! You want this big White cock, you Colored sissy boi?”“Yes, Daddy Sir!”“Open that booty. Master: I greet your wet mouth with my own and my tongue slides deep down your throat as my hands massage your body moving up and down. I sit up over you and slide your shirt up and off of you and bring you forward and snap off your bra, letting your massive tits fall out. My tongue quickly greets them as I lick around your nipples, quickly getting them stiff as my fingers twist and tug at the other. Me: I let out a scream as you tug too hard on my left nipple. “Ow! That hurts!” Master: I let. Wow… what a scene it was.. An athlete only in bra & panty. She was having very good thighs and I could see the vaginal mounds over her panty.I asked her to lay down on the bed and I’ll start the massage. I then took her feet first and then started massaging. I was wearing jeans so I was feeling uncomfortable while massaging her. I told her my problem and asked permission to remove my jeans as well. She said OK and then I removed my jeans & t-shirt. I was only in my jocky. Her body had made tent.