" My age?"I sighed. "Not a problem to me. I have been known to talk to babies." Seriously." How serious do you want to be? We're friends." Uh-huh ... ...and you're being evasive." Oh, okay. So what am I evading?" Talking about relationships." We have a relationship?" Friendship is a relationship." Yes, you're right, but that's a given."She smiled. "At least you admit that much." There's more?" Maybe. We're a hundred miles from home in this whole different town. It's Friday night and unless I read. That was hardly a revelation to me, but realizing how desperately I wanted to look good as a woman, or even as a sissy, I began to understand the strange dichotomy. Even though the man who trudged into work every day shared the same body as the sissy who pranced around the house every night, they really were two different people. I couldn't get motivated to make him look any better, but I was super motivated to make her look good.There was a pair of pink canvas sneakers that I absolutely, but. Therefore, I had no trouble driving all the way to her cervix with my first push, and I started in with a heavy pounding, since that was what she appeared to want. I had her ankles on my shoulders so I was hitting her G-spot on nearly every stroke. I also tried to lean in so that I could hit her clit with my pubic bone, but that that was making it difficult to rub her G-spot.I resumed a more comfortable position for me, and one that would put almost constant pressure on her magic zone. This. He was glad to be driving away.He told me after about 5 minutes Sue said she was thankful for the lift. She also said she would like to pay him the best way she could think of?Mick as he was driving was confused too? She looked at him, finger in her mouth, looking like she was thinking of something? Then he felt her tiny hand on his trousers rubbing him up. Mick thought of that hand looking even smaller holding her boyfriends huge black dick earlier on his sofa.Mick has very bad erection.