She ate half of it and gave half to me and she started applying chocolate on my cock with her tongue and made it chocolate cock and she was sucking so...nicely like she is eating chocobar ice cream. I was fully flying in the sky. No words to explain i was breathing fastly i was unable to make sound. my hands was playing with her body. i was rolling and pressing left hand on her ass and right hand was busy with her left breast. in between i was playing with her naked skin also kissing her neck and. There she locked the door, still notfeeling like sleeping with her husband. Once alone in the room she pulledup that video again feeling her anger boil up again. She tried to ignorewhat was happening in the video she had made and instead zoomed in on thewatermark.It read "Sissy Marcy: A Journey into Sissyhood." Going to the site shewas greeted with a pastel pink screen, the site title sat on top in abright pink cursive pink. In the middle of the screen sat the usualwarning that the site was. I was squirming under him, feeling complete ecstasy as he teased my raw nipples. Then he undid the bra and flung it aside, sliding down my thong with equal carelessness. I was a fool to think I had any power over him, I lay there underneath him feeling as naked and vunerable as ever just waiting, yearning for his touch. He undressed quickly and I was left breathless yet again by his beautiful form. "You're fucking wet, whore. But not wet enough, yet." He barked, and then his head was between my. She'd gladly done what he'd demanded and when Brenda sucked Ed's cock to orgasm, he'd given her some stern words and threatened her with worse next time if she didn't straighten up. She had no intentions of doing anything but egging him on to fuck her the next time.When Brenda had finished sucking Ed's cock off that first time, he had turned her on so much that as soon as he'd finished with her, he sent her on her way and she'd gone straight to the girl's room, slid her hand down inside her.