Beau decided to try the ploy he had used before of waiting for his man to visit the jakes and take him there. This seemed like a workable plan, so Bea... bought a Mexican beer, he had developed a taste for it, and sat to one side of the saloon waiting for McFadden's bladder to start talking to him.Dammit, three hours and McFadden had not shown any tendency to be affected by the four beers that he had already drunk. The man must have a bladder the size of demijohn! Finally, Beau's bladder could. I waited for his first groan, and let the head slip into my mouth. My hand was a blur on his cock now, tossing the large piece as fast as I could. My mouth sucked on the head of his cock, broken by my tongue swirling round the head in my mouth. I slid my hand down the shaft all the way to the bottom and took as much of his cock as I could. I gagged repeatedly as I just fucked his cock with my mouth, my hand stroking over his balls and the bottom of the shaft. His groans got louder, I moved my. Um… It’s been a while, okay?” I tried to recover from the suddenly burning humiliation and shame.It looked like she was holding back a good chuckle, which just made me feel more like shit.With a wry smile she said, “You want to try again maybe? You know you can cum twice in an hour if you want…. If you can.”Shit. Low blow.“Of course I can! Just give me a moment,” I said, panicking.I felt the slow creep of panic and despair taking a hold of my mind and locking down my libido. The only thing. She also beats me if she feels Ihave not kept my posture properly or I have not used enough of afeminine voice.At the end of everyday, I go to Sandra's private studio where I do myexercising which includes going on the thread mill to walk a fewkilometers always dressed in my exercise pink leotards but now withhigher heel shoes. To ensure I keep the paste, she locks me by myscrotum ring to the thread mill. As I was still not progressing quicklyenough with my "feminine" walking, Sandra designed a.