I didn’t have to act my excitement when she unzipped her skirt and let it drop. A short white half-slip hinted at what was underneath.Margaret took ... dark blue dress from the carrier bag. She pulled it down over her head and fastened it up to her breasts. A wide, dark elastic belt with a silver buckle held it around her waist. A white nurse’s cap on her head completed the outfit. She climbed on the bed and gradually moved up my body, displaying her breasts through the open top of the dress. She. In fact, after dragging Patti into her room she toldher sissy that 'she' was nothing more then her little slave and that whathappened a few days ago between them was just the beginning. "In fact,you're just my little sissy slave GIRL...and you will call me MistressKim from now on!" she taunted, then she started training him. First sheshowed him how to curtsy and then made him try again and again until hecould do it as well as she could. Whenever he made a mistake she wouldswat his bottom with. I couldn’t help but notice his strong thigh flexing slightly under soft grey suit fabric as he crossed his legs and his equally strong fingers steadying the papers he held on his knee. I chastised myself for not getting a decent look at his face as I sat down but I had been so conscious of causing a scene, I hadn’t had chance to look. More than the appealing sight of his leg and fingers, I became acutely aware of his scent. It was unusual, yet intensely familiar. A lemony, citrus smell, tinged. He pressed back and slide his full 6 inches inside her cunt he was throbbing agents her g-spot. She stared up at him her eyes wet with tears. He kissed her lips softly and began moving his cock in and out slowly almost teasingly slow. His cock ached and twitched he couldn’t take it anymore. ‘PLEASE BRIAN… FUCK ME.’ She moaned loudly. This was all the instruction Brian needed he began pumping his cock in and out of her faster and faster. Her cunt tensing and pulling agents his cock. It felt so.