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Sissy légende - pourquoi se branler quand on peut devenir une tapette?
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When I thought I was a man, I thought that losing my masculinity would take time and some clever mind-manipulation, so when a man asked me to give myself to him as his girl, I thought I could try to satisfy my curiosity and then I would just forget about it.
The reality was very different. A few hours later, I could only think about his beautiful cock, the strong taste of his hot male nectar filling my mouth and how good his hard cock felt moving deep inside me. I felt feminine and happy to be his girl and his whore.
The reality was very different. A few hours later, I could only think about his beautiful cock, the strong taste of his hot male nectar filling my mouth and how good his hard cock felt moving deep inside me. I felt feminine and happy to be his girl and his whore.
