"Why don't you tell Karen that's it's all right for her to take a lover since you're a sissy, hey? Do that nicely, and then I'll let you dress your sa...ad."Alan swallowed hard, his breath coming very fast now. The two women were seated above him while he remained on his knees stroking his pathetic weenie. He looked up at them and knew he would do anything and say anything. They were right: he was a sissy, a pathetic sissy, a panty wearing sissy without rights or demands. "Yes," he said, his eyes. Anna is white where her bathers hide her skin from the Australian summer sun. The contrast between Anna’s white breast and Camille’s caramel hands is mesmerising to Joel. His eyes are locked on Anna’s pink nipple as it is being tugged and twisted. Camille smiles at Joel as she nibbles his wife’s earlobe. “Come here and kiss her,” Camille instructs Joel. He walks to his wife and kisses her. Anna’s tongue finds his. “Now me.” He hesitates a second. “Do it Joel,” Anna tells him. He kisses. He shared that he had always had a fantasy of being watched fucking his wife Amy.I told him I had always wanted to watch someone fuck in person. I didn't share that I have seen my wife fucked on three different occasions with me being a cuckold. He would get too freaked out by that, and he might tell his wife (my wife's sister). Anyway, I encouraged him to tell me more.Jeremy went on to describe what could happen. "We could leave the door partially open with the lamp on and someone could peak. “You need to get some sleep,” said Felicity, feeling the heat of jealousy and desire, at the same time.“I need to relax,” said Bobby. “So does Annie. She’s very tense right now.”Annie had stopped trying to get loose, and buried her face in his naked chest.“Annie will have to find some other way to relax,” said Felicity firmly.“And me?” asked Bobby. “Are you going to help me relax?”Whereas, two weeks ago, she would have exploded, and said something like “Certainly not!“, by now, she was more.