Over the next two months, I had six sucking sessions and was becoming a much-improved cocksucker. I was learning to relax and let that big cock enter ...y throat, something I wanted as much as my feeder did.On the day I performed my first deep throat, my wife unexpectedly came in. As she entered the room, he had his cock in my throat and he was moaning. I didn’t see it, but the look on her face must have been something to see. I was caught.“What the fuck is going on?” she screamed.My feeder. I always felt rushed masturbating like this. Some guys have the freedom of isolation. To be alone all day and jerk the night away if they want. Not me. "Uggh," I grunted, barely audible. Just then, I heard the doorknob rattle. "I'm in here!" I shouted out to whoever it was. Good thing I'd locked the door, otherwise they'd have caught me jacking off for sure. But then the door swung open. Open! Oh, shit! I tried stuffing my erection in my boxers before the impatient jerk saw me, but it was. This time she used the stockings totie the shoe around the waist of the pansy. "There you go dear, my armis tired from milking you and now you can do it yourself!" But, How?" Caroline asked, as she walked around with a high heelsecured to his pathetic hard little sissy clit. "Oh, my god, mother helooks so hilarious!" laughed his stepmother as she pointed at thehumiliated sissy stepson. "You've got hand, now use it SLUT!" yelledRegina and the sissy began masturbating by pumping the shoe down on. Only made my erection stronger, no pussy could satisfy it, no mouth could keep it down. Every lady turned whore who stopped by ended up worshiping my cock, begging it to fill them with cum. It wasn’t until I collapsed from exhaustion that it started to turn flaccid. It was around 2 and I was on the ground in the middle of town. My erection was still there but going down. Every lady at this point had forced me and other men on the ground to mount us and force us to cum. Those who couldn’t.