Down your body, from breast to ribcage, to belly, to hip, to thigh, to knee, to foot. Then back up the other side. When I reach your other breast I sw...ing my leg over and straddle your body and rest my tortured cock between your pert, perky tits. Your eyes have been closed as I've been caressing your body with my cock but now you open them as if coming out of a dream. Your eyes plead with me. You're so lovely and you've been such a good girl. And my cock is ready to explode. I put my hands. Cortez worked part-time at a diner. He bought panties for Zain.One night the food prep worker gave the young sissy a pair of purple lace boyshorts. “Put these on,” Cortez said.“They’re great,” replied Zain.After sucking Cortez’s delicious cock, Zain bent over.“Fuck me, nigga,” Zain begged.“Yeah, bitch boi,” Cortez celebrated.“Oh my god!”“Take dis dick, faggit!”“Oh yeah! I love your big dick, daddy!”“Hell yeah, punk ass bitch!”Rosalind’s brother, Roderick, had helped inundate Cortez and his. That’s how I remembered the conversation, someone he “cared” about. I could not use that other word, the “L” word.I was doing the same. Even after all that had happened, someone I still cared about.I had not slept at all. Every time I would try to lie down, I could still hear Carrie crying and sobbing. And still see her incredibly firm breasts and hard nipples poking through the thin shirt she was wearing. And see her long, long, well-muscled legs and tight butt.When my doorbell rang, I assumed. It was a nice event, so we had to dress accordingly. We got there about 5pm. I was wearing a black button up dress shirt, dark jeans, and black dress shoes. She was wearing black dress pants, an aqua sleeveless top, and tan open toe heels. Her toes were freshly painted pink. A little more about her. She's 5'0" and about 110lbs., petite and sexy. Light brown hair with green eyes. We did our work until about 10:00 p.m., and ran into another couple we knew at the event. They asked us if we would.