He put letter and sketch back into an envelope addressed to his agent, who would then send it on to the girl.He took the next piece of mail from the s...ack. It was addressed 'The Occupier', the sort he would usually throw out without opening, but this one was different. The paper was of a quality stock. He turned it over and saw that it was closed with a wax seal; the design a plain shield supported by two animals of indeterminable species. He opened the flap, breaking the seal and pulled out. I'd started to thrust and she kept getting me deeper and deeper into her throat until I was buried. And there I was getting fucked by my aunt Ruth/Doctors mouth and throat. She swallowed then and my ass came about a foot off the table, again, jamming myself deep and I could feel her teeth at the base, nibbling and biting softly. I desperately wanted to come, but at the same time I desperately wanted it to go on forever. She took her mouth off, laughed and started stroking me again. Slowing me. I was spent. It had taken everything from me; I was still leaning out the window as Alicia arose from her chair, "That was fun!!, we'll try something different next time". She blew me a kiss, turned and walked back into her house, never looking back. Our conversations at the fence changed from that point on, it was usually talk about her sexual desires and needs, and curious questions about what I did for self pleasure. Alicia made the point abundantly known that I would never get to fuck her,. There see, a great big gob of jelly and up, up, up,all the way in. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle. In and out. In and out. Isn'tthat soooo nice. Sissy babies like their poopers massaged, don't theyhoney buns. Give Nana Margaret a great big sissy baby smile and say googoo, gah gah or she won't start the milking. Yes, that's it. Let mehear that sweet sissy baby talk.Okay, here we go, sucky wucky, sucky wucky goes the pump. Yes, yes.That's such a good little sissy baby. Make nice milkies for NanaMargaret..