..perhaps titanium the best I could do was stroke my bulgingballs.I wore the device all day and then decided to go for a couple of days. Sowith shakin...g hands I posted the keys to myself second class, even goingso far as to drive into the local city to post it. Two days later theletter return and by then I was a gibbering wreck. Since I usuallypleasure myself every day, more given the chance! I was certainly readyfor release. With shaking hands I slotted the key into the lock......butit would. It's a another piece of male middle class sexual neurosis. The one thing they can never ever really be is a real woman like their mummies, its vagina envy. So they run around trying to pretend they're like us, they think all they have to do is put on a pretty dress and suddenly they're a woman. Bullshit! They've got no idea. So what about you Jenny? Are you going to tell me that your boyfriend likes to dress as a girl too. Shock me, I'd be really surprised if you could," Maggie finished by. Youre nothing. Nothing. He stroked her back. With his fingernails. Dug them into her flesh, watching red tracks spread behind where he touched. Whats wrong, darling sister? She tried to arch away from him. Youre h-hurting me. She whimpered, and it undid him. He pounded her, harder, faster, trying to fuck through her. He heard her crying beneath him, and he felt powerful. Alive. Strong. He pulled out. He gripped her ass in his hands, pulling it wide open to see the red, fucked raw little hole.. I turned in my seat and looked at the two sleepy lovers. “But first, let’s get the pair of you back to the apartment.”When we had unloaded the car, Zoe took it back to Brianna’s to collect the Aston. Sally and Mila took a shower to wash off the grime of the journey. They joined me in the lounge wrapped up in toweling robes. They curled up one on each side of me. Mila gave me a token kiss before tucking her legs under her and settling down. She was asleep in a few minutes.Sally stretched herself.