"The kids didn't leave the house while I went out to my pickup and got the sweet thing and a half gallon of milk. I brought it back and set it down on...the steps. The little boy's eyes were riveted to the food. "Now you kids don't go away until I get back."I was back in a half hour with enough tarps to adequately keep the rain off. The kids helped me spread the covers. "Do you have a stove to cook on?" No, the electricity isn't on." This was the first time the little girl had spoken. "We can't. Tears started forming around my eyes. This was awful.Suddenly, she pulled the dildo out and slapped me clearacross the face. I was shocked. My wife had never hit mebefore. She leaned down, pointed a finger in my face, and said,“Open your fucking mouth, bitch. I want you to take theentirety of this fucking cock. If your lips aren’ttouching my pelvis in one minute, I will ravage that assof yours so you can’t sit down for a fucking week. Arewe understood?I didn’t know what. Theywere both staring at me. For some strange reason, I liked the way I feltwhen Trance said I looked great. Blushing, I looked away from my friendsand into my new mirror. I did look pretty good.The dress was really pretty. It was what Mom called a semi-formal andwas made of a silky pink fabric. It had spaghetti straps and a lowneckline that showed off my chest a little to much for my tastes. Otherthan that, it wasn't that bad. The top was tight fitting and made myfigure look even more. I continued to look at him as I managed to keep his entire dick in my mouth.'Move your damn hands, I want to see your face as I pleasure you.'He refused to remove his hands.'Okay, I'll play dirty,' I thought, before I began to thrust my mouth.He instantly dropped them both and I laughed slightly. He brought them back to the back of my head and he caressed it slowly. I was only thrusting my mouth a couple inches on his rod, but yet I still had him jiggling.Then I tilted my head back towards his.