"I'm not going to turn heads with my looks, so I focus on other things." Marcus, people make an impression of you based on what they see. First impres...sions are just that; first." If someone's going to judge me without talking to me I don't really care what they think." He pointed out. "Why should I care what someone so shallow decides?" It must be a guy-girl thing." Shawna offered, after a moment. "Lorraine was having a terrible time with Tony getting him to dress up tonight. As he put it, his. Silk. That’s how it was. Silky. Smooth. Soft. Her pussy needed my attention and I told her that too. She laughed and giggled. But it was true. I played and played with it. I enjoyed the softness. It was wet. It was inviting. I wish I was inside it. I wish I was consumed by its… Its… Its greatness. I continued licking it. And she had her third orgasm because of my actions. I felt manly now. Even though I knew better, I still felt more manly then I’d ever felt. “Marry me” she said. “Do this every. I look to the docile queen at my side and said but one word. Strip. She shed her raiment before us both with uncaring haste. The King’s eyes wide, he grinned at me like the very school boy he’s always reminded me of. I smiled back and then stood watching the delightfully feminine form appearing from under that weight of red-gold brocade cloth and silk. The King, being a king for once, ordered his wife to the pasture-sized bed. She went without hesitation, to his delight. In a gesture meant to. We were really taken by the dogging scene that was growing in the forests on the outskirts of town. David really enjoyed taking me out there at nights to share my young sissy body with anyone ready to get their dick wet on my hungry mouth or fuck me in my very accomodating boi pussy. This particular night had a twist in the tale.It started with a phone call. It was David telling me arrangements had been made, I had to prepare myself, get into something tight and scandelous and be ready to hop.