Femboy Eric

I was completely astonished at what I was looking at and what I was feeling, some how my already strained and hard dick was struggling to contain itself under my belt.

I couldn't believe I was looking at Eric but I knew it was him, his familiar brown hair was now all over the place, it looked grab able and easy to use to entice him to do things, but it wasn't his hair that had me going no it was his outfit.

The crop top and skirt combined allowed everyone to see his slim body and with the matching stockings he looked like a ... Slut, a slut I knew I wanted to use and so I made my way to the seat next to him and took it.

After a minute of silence I slowly leaned towards him, "Hey Slut ... I have a lollipop with your gay ass name on it" I whispered as I rubbed my hard 11 inch cock that was crying to come out, and even better then that I could tell that Eric was wanting it.