I grab her by the hips pulling her over me. I lower her pussy on top of the dildo, holding in place with one hand I guide her pussy down the shaft of ...he dildo. She start’s riding me like a bull fast and hard. I start to kiss her breast and to kiss her lips she whispered she was about to cum, I told her to hop off and lie on her back, I spread her legs apart wide placing my tongue in her pussy exploring the gaping hole the huge dildo had left. I slowly slide the dildo back deep inside while I. She'd really wanted to wait until we were married andbelonged to each other. It was old-fashioned of her, but shedidn't want it to seem like one more casual fling, that was how shefelt. She'd yielded to me against her will, to some extent againand again ever since then. She always felt somehow that though shebelonged to me, I belonged to my desires, not to her. That may bewhy even in the deepest throes of sex she always felt unsatisfied.That could be one reason why she always cried out for more. Everything had been removed, other than the cock cage, which they saidshould remain on throughout the week to ensure my mind was attuned tobeing a sissy. Once home, I showered myself completely and fell into adeep exhausted sleep.The following day, I went to work and tried to act as normal as I could,despite the fact that I was wearing stockings and panties underneath asinstructed, not to mention having a butt plug stuffed up me and my"sissy clitty" in a cage. All day the sensations reminded me. I kept increasing the pace, and her moaning kept increasing too. “Kiss me while you do it, baby,” she said and kissed my lips.She climaxed after a few minutes. “No one has ever made me cum, only using the fingers. I knew you were a special one, baby,” she said. I went down and spread her legs wide apart. I expanded her pussy walls with my fingers and blew some air on them.Her body shivered as she rested her legs on my shoulder and wrapped my head with her thighs. I gave a few kisses on her.