'No touching, sissy. You know you cannot cum after I've fucked your pussy.'I looked up at her, eyes pleading. 'Okay,' She sighed with a glint in her e...e, 'You can fuck my hand instead.'So there I was, attempting to fuck her hand, whilst she giggled and laughed, keeping her grip too loose for me to receive any satisfaction - no matter how hard I tried. 'Just think, Sissy, 'She said, as her hand grasped my hair tightly, pressing my face down on her big, white tit, 'Just think of a proper man,. Blackwood win a hand.Clete was already down a hundred and fifty dollars when Annie and Franny came back down to watch the game.“Mr. Blackwood, this is my friends, Annie and her sister Franny O’Brien. Girls meet Leamon Blackwood, the owner of the hotel and the man we hauled the freight here for.”“Pleased to meet you Mr. Blackwood and thank you for the fine meal,” Annie said.“Same here, Mr. Blackwood, the food here is the best,” Franny smiled.“Girls I hate to ask this, but do you have a few. We left mid afternoon and headed for a forest a few miles down the motorway where we'd been a few times before and had managed to have some dirty fun out of doors and were both hopeful that we could find somewhere private enough to indulge in some sexy outdoor activities.As soon as we arrived Mrs O commented on the amount of people about and no matter how far into the forest we went there seemed to be families and ramblers everywhere making it almost impossible to get any privacy so we. Carol cleared matters up by adding, “I was having a bad hair day and while I won’t go into it, I happen to have several different wigs that I wear from time to time.”“To change your general appearance?”“Yes. In my business I often find myself not wanting to be noticed and so I adapt a kind of disguise to help me blend into the scenery”“You’d never blend into the scenery as far as I’m concerned,” he said with a disarming grin that sent a hot flash through Carol’s nervous system.“Thank you,.