"Wow, you may not have a cock sissy, but you know how to lick pussy."She reached down and picked up her panties. First she wiped her pussythen she wip...d my face, then she threw the knickers onto my pile ofclothing. She stood up then adjusted her skirt."Sit sissy," she ordered.I sat and she applied makeup and fitted the blonde wig."Up girl and take a look," she ordered when she had finished.I turned to the dressing room mirror and gasped. Before me was a pinksissified wimp. Blonde wig, sissy. Shewas slurping up everything she could and every once in a while she would nibble on Ann's clit and she would let out a little whimper. Meanwhile Mark and I began to get the rhythm down and we were both pounding JJ from both sides. She was loving it screaming in pleasure "O MY GOD, OH DONT FUCKING STOP YOU TWO ARE AMAZING!" I. Was fucking that ass for all it was worth when all of a sudden i felt something. Gwen was now licking MY ass! What in the fuck i thought. She was licking it and then. During the days she was snowed in, Cecilia was able to relax in many small ways she couldn't when the dorm was full of students. She greatly enjoyed the silence surrounding her. The only noise she would hear during those three weeks would be whatever noise she chose to make. Sometimes she played classical music or a CD from "Socrates' Mistresses", but more often everything was turned off and her room was as quiet as the rest of Huntington Hall. The quiet was very nice for a soul starved for. The third woman, Christina’s mom Ellen, was still sitting and looked pretty composed although she was laughing. ‘We’re gonna to go out to Rock Point and look at the stars,’ Christina called out to them. The women waved, they weren’t going to be any trouble, whatever Barbara was feeding them from her extensive, connoisseur collection of drugs would keep them happy and out of it all night. Barbara – he was getting used to thinking of her like that, just as he now thought that Ruth was Jamie. She.