Cutie was damn good with his mouth - in fact, he was probably the best of the bunch. Which made sense, since he'd been doing it literally his whole li...fe. Cutie had better control and could keep me from going off longer than the other boys.Unless, of course, I wanted to go off. We'd developed a simple code - when I was ready, I put my hand on the back of his head and held him in place until I sprayed jizz all over his tonsils. That was one difference; I did usually make Cutie swallow my first. ....as soon as we entered two sales assistants came to us and asked if they can help.,Mistress replied immedeatley this sissy here is being outed next Thursday at the parade.... I want you to find me the poofiest tutu that you have,tights ,ballerina shoes and a bonnet or flower for his stupid head...i turned red as a beetroot but the assistants and the partner smiled the whole time...we will try everything at home, so if you want to take some lenght on him just call us...we waited for about 20. ”I had to breathe. I couldn’t stop myself and ... I smelled a spicy musk. Not the same as our tangy passion, a different flavor. A surge of heat rushed out of my pussy as I inhaled again. A deep one. I filled my lungs, drawing in as much air as I could through my nose.“You like it, don’t you?” purred Kimiko. She pressed her body against my back, her nipples hard, her bush tickling my rump. “The smell of our mother? It turns you on, doesn’t it, sister-slut?”I only moaned in answer, my body. By this time, I had discovered masturbation by humping the playground pole in elementary school and I had a pole at home in the bathroom that I would hump. When he would run by, everyone would just pull away or cover up so he couldn't grab your penis. By this time I was fantasizing about having sex with girls and boys. One day I was one of the last to finish showering so the locker room was almost empty as the others had already dressed and were waiting outside of the locker room for the bell.