Milking He-Girl Breasts (Gay/Sissy SPH)
By spitzharder The morning sun burst into our bedroom, it’s golden fingers caressing the pink frilly sheets and the face of Fliss. Felicity, as she was named, was a he-girl like me. The sun lit up her soft, girly features as I lent in to kiss her awake. Her long eye lashes fluttered and dark brown eyes gazed into mine, “Morning Missy,” she said. my name is Mystique but Mom always called me Missy and the other he-girls do the
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