I am his object to use, because I am a sissy slut, but because he loves me I am his sissy slut, his alone. It helped that he was very attractive, tall... toned, with thick black hair and well-trimmed beard. He had a look of the rockstar about him, the rockstar that had become the average man. Not to say he was average of course, he was far above average in many regards! To put it bluntly, his 9 inch cock put my caged dicklette to shame. Regularly. But beyond just that, he had tastes beyond. I watched as her pussy was really wet as Tom kept up on working it as her juice coated his fingers. Corina asked Tom where I was and he told her I was passed out on the couch. Tom kissed her a long time and Corina was moaning into his mouth as they kissed and Corina tried taking his hand off her pussy. Corina kept trying to get away and Tom just kept working her pussy as she was trying to push his hand away. I wondered why she kept her legs spread wide while she was trying to stop him. Then I. One day as her kids slept early, I was helping her in the kitchen cleaning. After she started picking the stuff which the kids left after playing by bending down.As I was staring at her cleavage she caught me. I then changed the topic to escape and thought of leaving. But, to my surprise, she asked to stay for some time to watch a movie. After some time we started watching a romantic movie which is her choice and having beers sitting beside her.As she was feeling tired a little I offered a. Not even remotely. It just dug into her flesh and wouldnt clasp at all. She had easily grown from her D cup to whatever she was now. At least a couple cup sizes, or more. How the hell could she have gotten so big, so fast. She sure as hell wasnt pregnant, being on the pill and all. So she had missed a couple days. That may have been a cause for concern, but even getting pregnant wouldnt cause her tits to grow and nothing else. Before, she could cup her breasts in her hands, but now the big.