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" I'm so sorry, Sunny. I didn't mean...'"Why are you sorry? You didn't say anything. I'm a sissy. So what? Doyou want the rest of your drink back?" Oh, God! Oh, no. I mean, can we talk? There is so much I don't know." Shouldn't you be off chasing Miss America?"She glanced at the floor. "Pussy can wait," she said. "Half the peoplein the world have a pussy. But I don't meet a sissy every day." Well, I'd like to meet someone with a pussy," I joked."Well, you met me. " So I did. Will you spank me?"She looked at me for a minute trying to figure out if I was joking.Satisfied that I was, she laughed softly."No, but I have a strap-on in the room. I'll rip up that ass."And she laughed, and I laughed. We moved to a booth - the bartenderraised his eyebrows as we left together - and spent the rest of thenight making fun of the music, of the dancers, of the predators."So were you always into dresses?" she asked me.I shook my head. "No, that was a submissive thing. Now, a great manysissies were. I told her I wasn’t looking for anything weird,just a fuck,and maybe a blow job.No problem she said and kissed me lightly as she slowly stripped me naked,kissing me gently on my chest,my belly,and my inner thigh. I had been nervous that my cock wouldn’t be hard with nerves,but my little fella,all 6 inches of him was throbbing , and leaking pre cum, which Princess licked off in one quick sexy movement of her toungue. She told me to stand up and she knelt down,taking my cock in her hand.She played with my balls for a few minutes and and rubbed my ass region with her finger,always close to my hole,but never quite touching it.She also gave my cock an occasional lick,just enough to torture me but not enough to make me cum. Then she enveloped my cock with her lips,furiously sucking,Her finger pressed hard on my hole,pressing in,even entering my ass.She deep throated me expertly,and I worried frantically .I was worried because I hadn’t asked if I could cum in her mouth,besides,I wanted to.
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