HOW ONE PEEPING TOM MORNING TURNED ME INTO A SHEMALE SISSY BITCH

I was unable to move or speak from those first increadable moments of discovering how wonderful getting a blow job could really be! Right then any thoughts of him or me being queer with each other were lost as I reached a level of physical pleasure that felt like I was in some kind of new sexual heaven on earth. Closing my eyes, I swung my head back and with open lips, I sucked in needed air while my hips fought the temptation to thrust my cock yet deeper into Mrs. Parkers miracle bitchin femfag mouth! He/she was taking me beyond the point of no return as more and more of my proud 6 5/8 inches was being deepthroated.

It was after some five or six up and down journies along the entire length, when her dancing tongue took me past the brink of choice, I could only deeply moan in the purest form of pleasure to alert her that I was starting to CUM!!! So between thousands of volts of exploding pins and needles covering every inch of my cock, and the incredable suction her drawn in cheeks and pistioning lips were createing, my wildly shooting cock felt like it was Topgun in action as blast after powerful rapid blast of my jettisoning jizz flooded Mrs. Parkers sucking sissy mouth! In return he also sucked wildly for every precious drop of my exploding lewd teen age load! Both his and my eyes were glazed with contented passion as some three or four minutes later with a loud unmistakeabe plop, he removed his gay mouth and cream coated lips from my spent dick.

Then that very same pink tongue that had first danced over the head of my cock less than seven or eight minutes before, swiped up the clinging visual remains of my boy joy juice moving it back into his mouth. While totally spent, content and starting to return to my normal state of mind, the sudden sight of his huge cock as he stood up again short circuted my brain with a spark of queerness curiousity I was helpless to fight off.

Up close it even looked a lot bigger than the afternoon before. Noticeing my fixed gazed to his anatomy, Mr. Parker asked me if I'd like a nice cold glass of pink lemonaide and then we could both go and watch some dirty hard core porn movies in his den? I didn't mind one bit when he added that they all about men being with each other instead of any women in them except shemales now and then in some.