I was just eternally naughty and needed constant discipline, and he was the perfect man to keep me under strict control at all times.“Sissies like y...u need a constant source of cum. Don’t they? Otherwise they just hump whatever they can until their clit make messes in their cages and panties.”“Such a faggot. Can’t even sleep unless she has her cunt pounder and filled with cum before she sleeps. Worse than a baby needing a bottle.”Everything he said was true.Which was why I hid my face in the. I told her no, that I didn't want her to do it. She said she didn't care what I want and entered it anyway." My Jen was in a wet t-shirt contest? Kind of hard to believe! Anyway is that bad enough to call off the wedding?" asked Ben."Ben, she won second place and was proud of it. Would you let your wife enter a contest like that? What kind of marriage would we have if she could run out and do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted? What kind of marriage would that be and what kind of husband. "Kneel," Ted told me as we reached the middle of the room. I did so immediately assuming a similar pose to the one the blindfolded woman was in. I took those brief moments to look at her, though as yet I still couldn't see her face. Her breasts were slightly smaller than my own, though her nipples were far larger, areolas dark covering the front most portion of each breast. They too were clamped, small chains similar to my own connecting each though she wore nothing from them connected to her. I think from the feel she had very large pussy lips and she fucked me for a few minutes and then my cock fell from her pussy. It wasn’t long before my cock was pushed back into a pussy, which felt to be a different pussy, as it was a bit tighter. Again it fucked me for a few minutes and I felt that I wasn’t going to hold onto much longer, but my cock was again released. I then felt a hand around me and my cock being guided into a pussy. It felt moist at the entrance but was very tight. My cock.