"Thank you sir," she said softly, gently caressing her delicate clit, comforting it after its recent abuse. It didn't take long before she started to... moan, growing closer towards the thing she needed the most but couldn't have. She could feel herself sweating even more now as her juices flowed from her aching pussy. She never thought she could want something as much as this, like her live depended on just one last orgasm. "Are you getting close?" He asked sadistically, watching her every move. I got down on my knees and slid the mirror past the doorframe and in it I saw that Brenda and the man were facing away from the door. I got up and quickly moved to the spare bedroom which was just across the hall from the master bedroom. I slipped inside and left the door opened just a crack so I could see across the hall.Brenda was on her knees sucking her lover's cock while one had cupped and caressed his balls. The man's hands were kneading Brenda's tits and tweaking her nipples. Brenda's. The whole breeding thing has me a little conflicted. I mean, I'm superflattered that Valerie wants to procreate with me. Sisters, donate eggsto infertile siblings and such. Vice versa for sperm/sissy cream aswell, and female family members will even carry another family members'embryo to term as surrogates. So it's just something that happens. Iguess it's the fact that I have so little control over my destiny.Every sissy dreams of being graded at least suitable for breeding, gradeB or. But it didn't stop me from thinking what I was thinking.It wasn't that long after going to dinner at Olive Garden with the girls that I really started having serious thoughts about pursuing something with her. She'd flirted with me. She'd made jokes to me. She'd even messaged me on Facebook, saying shit like "Don't think about me too much before you go to bed" and she'd sign off. It drove me fucking nuts.I was flirting with Amanda all the time, she flirted back, and we'd kissed a couple of.