It was the sweetest, most contented sound imaginable and it warmed his heart to know that it was coming from Bobby and he was the one who caused it.Th...y lay there panting their way down to normal, resting, recuperating from their joint first time experience. When they each were breathing normally once again, Junior turned his head to look at his young lover. She looked back into his eyes and smiled the most contented smile. She rolled to her side facing him and caressed his cheek with her. “Wait, that stuff smells so foul; I want our sissy to have sweet dreams as she is taken away.” He struggled and trembled in fear as he was held secure by the big man. Both males chuckled as the dominant woman put her hand up her tight skirt and slipped her silken black panties down her formidable stocking clad thighs and calves. She deftly flipped the panties up to her hand from her sleek black stiletto and approached the sissy; a wet patch evident around the crutch. Though scared beyond. Most young interrogators still found the perk of sexual gratification one of the perks for the long hours of interrogation. At seventy I find a nap more gratifying.Of course, whatever she wrote would not be acceptable. I would rant and shout a bit to degrade her further and then have her remove her wet garments. with a vague promise of clean dry clothing. The as we proceeded Veerle could feel the coolness of the room on her genitals ... it was a pleasing thought to doze off to.I awoke refreshed. ‘You splash?’ Kathryn asked Maria, clearly puzzled. ‘Of course. Don’t you?’ asked Maria. ‘Not really. I get wet, but not enough to splash.’ Kathryn said. She turned to me and asked, ‘Is it a lot?’ ‘I dunno’, I answered, ‘I never had a measuring cup handy.’ Both women broke into laughter. ‘It is enough to soak my lap or my face. It’s great!’ Kathryn was intrigued. ‘Wow, I never knew girls could cum like guys. That’s wild.’ ‘Speaking of cumming,’ I whispered, ‘It’s time,’ as I cupped her right.