My daughter cried out as I began a slow rhythm of thrusting, her slender body bucking in climax made it impossible for her to make anything more than ...a token effort to match my motions even though she tried her best to. Gradually my movements became faster as I became overwhelmed by pleasure, over the period of a few minutes my thrusts got harder and faster; Angelica's cries became shrieks of delight that filled the room and excited me even more. Then I felt the hot surge of my climax rushing. Fuck my sissy-queer brains out sex master!"Howard leaned down and again deep mouth kissed me as the tempo of his thrusting increased. Oh, I could only think feminine sexual thoughts! I was delirious with womanly sexual lust and joy! I pushed my anal vagina back at his every thrust and even did contractions to heighten his sexual pleasure.As he felt my contractions he said, "Fuck, honey, only a real feminine queer would know how to do that! You are a natural male woman, my darling princess!" We. I could hear him shuffle off slowly down the hall and giggled to myself. Then, I immediately doffed my clothing and prepared for the night ahead. First, I removed myself to my water closet and made my toilet, giving myself a quick sink bath and brushing out my hair. A pleasant perfume found its way to my neck, my breasts, and even my loins. Next, I slipped into a pair of black slippers of the tallest sort, with laces that tied around my ankles so that they would not slip off. Finally, I donned. She then started to stroke my cock through my shorts still kissing my neck. Lauren walked up and started to push me back on to my bed. I felt the end of it hit the back of my knees and I flopped onto the bed. Lauren was tugging my shorts down while Taylor came around and laid on top of me. She started kissing me the slowly pushed her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues played a little bit and she stopped and looked back. Lauren had already pulled my shorts and boxers off and was now staring at.