As youalready know, I like my sissies dressed as maids but I usually prefermy sissies if not in maids to wear something genuinely feminine; not aparod...y of such.But I did from time to time tell SISSY-SLUT 22 to put her sissy-dresson later in the evening if I was still horny? I used to make her talkwith a lisp then prance and mince even more ridiculously than normal.It was hilarious watching her humiliate herself like this and she hadan appealing habit of gently sobbing every time I sodomised. ‘A man with a plan.’ He just nodded. ‘I have a plan, too.’ She said. ‘You ask me a question, then I ask you a question, then on and on.’ He nodded again. ‘Any rules, any areas off limits? Do we have to answer or can we pass?’ ‘Hmmm, a wrinkle in my plan.’ She smiled and licked her lips. As close as they are it was very difficult for him to concentrate. She was exciting him. ‘Okay. We can decline a question for safety reasons, personal security. I will not give you pin number.’ She giggled. I moaned as the widehead pressed through my tight ring. I kept my eyes on the boss. "Ohhhhhh,yeah. Give it to me, Haroun. Give me all of that cock." With both handsnow on my waist, Haroun drove half of his cock inside me. I moaned evenmore. He pulled back until I could just feel the head inside me beforeplunging his entire length into me."Mmmmmmmmmmm. I can feel your balls against mine," I said. "Fuck me withyour big beautiful cock. Fuck me hard, Haroun. Fuck me!"Haroun did fuck me. We went to the bedroom, stripped off our clothes and crawled in bed. That's when things went south. He grabbed my balls and squeezed hard. He started criticizing my size and called me names. I wasn't going to put up with that. I wanted to have sex for fun. Pain and humiliation isn't fun. So I ended it.It was a couple of years before I was willing to try again. I had been approached by guys wanting to have sex with me, but I turned them down. I wanted it but had trouble trusting anyone. After a.