I did not have to betruly alone,This isolation and fetish play folded into an elaborate courtship ofintroverted indulgence. To be blunt, Stacy was the...little girl trappedin a man's body, forcing me to become a sissy. It took years for me tocomprehend this.When Stacy took control, the sissy was to be disciplined, throughhumiliation and bondage, abuse, never appeased. Usually, when this tookplace the sissy was alone, often far from home. This became his chosenpath to excitement but increased my. She cussed at me, kicked at me, and tried to get her hands down to protect her butt all at the same time. I held her wrists behind her back while pressing her hard into the sofa with my left hand. Staying to the side of her kicking legs, my other hand was free to administer some discipline.Her bouncing and squawking were not enough to keep me from turning both of her cheeks, as well as the tops of her thighs red. I tried for a uniform color.After about 30 smacks, I leaned in close and asked. Maine to dekha tabse unko chodne k khwab hi dekh raha tha. kuchh din to aise hi nikal gaye baad mai mujhe pata chala ki bhabhi ka name ritu hai or unke pati ka name samir hai. samir ek Mnc mai job karte hai or ritu housewife hai.Ritu itni kamal thi ki usko dekhte hai land khada ho jata tha or mujhe muth marni padti thi. Mai ritu k khwab mai puri ki puri raat nikal jaati thi or jab subah uthkar dekha to pura pent gila ho gaya tha. ab mai ritu ko chodne ka khwab dekhta rahta tha. Fir hum 2-3 baar. While swamiji was fucking her mouth, the bitches who were in the bathroom came out. It was my mom and sister, I was not surprised. Those bitches were not wearing anything they were completely nude. My sister went and sat in the sofa near the bed, she sat in a relaxing way.My mom also followed her and was about to sit in the sofa that is when swamiji puled her by the hair and threw her to the bed.He gave her some sign my mom understood that and went near shuba and started to lick her pussy..