"Are you a sissy, Bill?" Yes... oh, yes, Sir," Bill finally pleaded. With that hand on his panties, even if it was George's hand, Bill was now truly s...issy Bill and could only say "yes"."Then Karen had you pegged all along! She had Connie ask me to bring this sissy tennis skirt for you to wear. It's in the car, I'll get it for you... Sissy!"George started to stand, but hesitated and bent back down, still feeling the power over the sissy and also liking it that way. "Just touching this twerp. They might even take the fucking trophy back and give it to the other team!"The whole statement was full of lies. Half the girls were not underage. Only four of them were. Janice was eighteen, and the fact that semen was running down the insides of her thighs wouldn't put anybody in jail at all. Not unless she said it was put there non-consensually. Tyrone Washington, wideout for the Ocelots, and the donor of this particular semen, turned quickly and wove his way between other players,. Before you can get out a single word he shoves his dick in your mouth forcing it all the way back into your sheeth as far as it will go. You moan and begin cradling his balls like a good little slave boy and you drip all over inside your plastic wrap cocoon.I pause a moment without pulling out to snap a few more photos of you on your hands and knees with a cock pounding you from both ends at the same time. Such a beautiful sight.You continue sucking his cock while bouncing back against mine,. I looked away and returned to my thoughts.My Grandfather had told me about it, how he disobeyed orders to shoot inmates as the climbed onto and became stuck in the barbed wire, screaming and shouting as the barbs ripped them open as they slid slowly and agonisingly down, he would shoot to the head, bang, always one shot. Only one then silence. He was a kind man my grandfather.He had told of the cold, the midnight roll calls, standing guarding the inmates, knowing at any second they could turn,.