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I stood by the bedroom window, letting the morning sun shine bright lines across my face.

I closed my eyes and inhaled deep through my nose as the hazelnut flavored steam from my coffee reminded me of when everything was so ordinary.

~ Ken grabbed a towel and wiped up some of the mess we made on the sheets.

I sat up straight, allowing my sweater to uncover my limp, black, cobra of a penis. His sizeable, white penis was fully erect and his balls hung low, still warm from the shower. He was going to be late to work to give me a nice fuck. I took some deep breaths, my heart was still pumping from my orgasm. I slipped the pink suede pumps Ken was referring to. I felt his tongue slowly lick from my scrotum to my boi pussy. He stood up straight and grunted and he began to center his dick to my ass. Whoever that girl is, she loves to come out and play.Ken had one of his strong arms around me and the other tugging on my growing penis. "God says, in Deuteronomy twenty-two, verse five: 'The woman shall not wear that which pertaineth unto a man, neither shall a man put on a woman's garment.He calls it a "shenis" which always makes me feel special. For all that do so are abomination unto the Lord thy God.' Amen." I was immediately filled with shame.That, along with my high cheekbones, made me look like a model, male or female. He rammed my butthole over and over and over and He halfway whispered and screamed at the same time. I was more or less a typical boy and had no problem with that.I put on some mascara and grabbed my wig cap before placing my wig on. My ass and abdominal muscles relaxed until I felt his ball-bearing scrotum gently slap my ass crack. In fact, I used to wear a suit to third grade every now and then because I loved pretending I was a handsome, grown up man.I made cute faces in the mirror as I brushed my favorite straight-hair, black wig with brown highlights. I quickly teased my hair, grabbed my coffee, then sat criss-cross on the bed. With that being said, I have loved the excitement of dressing like a girl for as long as I can remember.

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