I thought about how humiliating it was, and how ashamed I was. And now Carl knew where I lived. He could ruin my life if I didn't keep my promise. I f...lt like crying. But oddly enough I was also hard, just thinking about it. I took a shower and lay down on the bed. I took a hand mirror, pulled my legs back as far as I could and looked at my ass. It was still stretched and loose from the poundings Carl had given it the night before. I slid my finger in, and it was sore and swollen. But it felt. Falling to her knees beside the door, she became wet from anticipation. She licked her lips. And waited. The few moments seemed to stretch interminably.The door opened and he stepped into the room; he closed it behind him and turned silently toward her. Both knew what would happen in this familiar ritual of greeting.Her fingers were already busy at the zipper in his trousers. zzzzip. It opened and his hardcock slapped at the side of her face as it jutted out of the suitpants -- she smiled. "Wait, what? What did you call me?" Well ma'am, you've just had sex with man whose name you don't know whiledressed in women's clothing and makeup. I can see that you've selected tobe a sissy slut. That's the term, ma'am. It's very popular, an excellentchoice."I looked down at myself, and over at him. No way... why had I... how was I... Iblushed deeply"No... no way... that's not who I am!" Ma'am I would like to point something out. Just to optimize yourexperience here at Adelaide's..."His. His eyes lit up and his shaft began to harden at her low growl. She reached between them and parted his robe. She edged forward until her heated slit was pressed to his growing flesh. Her hands moved behind her to rest on his knees. She leaned back, increasing the tugging sensation to her nipples. She slowly started to rock her hips, moving her moist folds up and down the underside of his throbbing hardness. The pungent aroma of her juices rose in the air between them. Between soft moans she.