It left me mature wanting more! I must have watched that silly video a amateur dozen times that night. I then searched and watched all the sissy-hypno-training videos I could find! I Fucking loved hearing the goofy hypnotic voices tell me over and over how sexy and desirable it was to act like pretty girl, dress like a slut and suck cock. It was strange, but in my jack-off sessions, instead of imagining I was the man being serviced, I’d pretend I was the cock-hungry sissy-slut in the video, craving another man’s sperm and worshiping cocks of all shapes and sizes! It never failed to get me off. I soon found that fantasizing about cock was the only way I could orgasm, just like the stupid videos had said. I know that’s just a silly coincidence. The voices spoke to me and said outrageous things like, “You love wearing panties.” and “You love feeling soft and feminine.” and “You are a pretty, sexy, slutty, sissy!” I could almost feel the silky panties and stocking being slipped onto my body, like the girls in the videos! I did make me feel soft, sexy, pretty, and desirable! And, all of the gorgeous cocks in the videos! I had never before noticed how beautiful a hard, throbbing, cock could be! So pretty, firm, swollen with desire, and so delicious looking; especially with a big, fat drop of pre-cum hanging off of the smooth, round, flared, delectable, engorged head! Funny how a mindless video could make me realize the magnificence of a man’s rigid, bloated, shaft. It was just like the voices told me repeatedly “Cocks are indian pretty.” “You love cocks. She giggled, “No. You’re just so yummy.” He lay there for a long while catching his breath. Her insides screamed for something to occupy the emptiness inside her. You and Doug get to enjoy Fucking me and Mercedes all you two want. She had her mouth wide open in an “O” shape. She licked my tongue playfully with a smile as I pulled away. Fortunately there weren’t many people around our area of the pool and no one seemed indian to be taking any notice of me - except Emma and Chloe. She was slightly concious of the fact she was only wearing an oversized t-shirt she normally slept in that only fell halfway down her thighs, and even that concession to amateur modesty was only in consideration of the fact she knew Yeong was still in the house. I did not feel anything for about mature a minute. Her face pale and tight, she nodded her head. She had told them a little bit about her holiday on the Sunday night, but had not mentioned us until the Wednesday night. With her fingers she felt inside her mouth, the smooth metal held it open quite comfortably. I wanted him to fuck me forever. Rekha had already seen her doing much more than a kiss. We kissed for a very long time. Without a word she placed her arm through mine and led me up the road at the side of the station.