Uske muh se siskariya nikalne lagi. Tab tak mai bhi josh me aa gayatha. Phir maine apne lund ka supara uske chut ke muhane pe rakh diya. Fir maine usk... dono boobs apne dono hathose kas ke pakde aur ek jor ka dhakka diya toh mera supara uski chut phad ke andar chala gaya. Woh chilla uthi. Woh ro padi. Uske aankhose aasu aane lage.woh dard ke mare tilmila rahi thi. Maine usse pucha kya hua. To woh boli “tumne to meri chut phad dali abhi aath mahine pehle hi to silayi thi.” To maine niche dekha to. Now that is all in the past isn't itSissy?" Yes I really do want to be a good sissy nanny; I don't know why I keepsaying some things," I told her yet again.Stepping into my fluffy slippers and about to head towards the door, onlyto notice it wasn't in the same place, instead I now have two doorways.With much delight I got led to the one which took us into an en-suite,yes my very own private bathroom toilet all in one, well not so privateas there is no door to it. I just stood in the entranceway. And the beautiful spiritual moment when those around you realize that you have your whole life ahead of you, the appreciative awe, that first instant when you really have ALL of it ahead of you. Then the second hand ticks and it’s already started falling behind, it’s all downhill, now. Dressing is a matter of finding something I have not stepped on with dirty shoes, something that’s not too wrinkled, just enough to fit in at the bars I go to. Jeans, a t-shirt for some group that passed through. Heard them compliment Claire for getting Mark to dump me. I caught a few words of praise Claire said about Mark's endowment, and I had to run away, tears stinging my eyes. She was probably right. I had nothing to compare him to, but he seemed pretty big the time he had me stroke his cock when we went to the drive in. I feel even dirtier, the memory of the spunk spurting out of his cock all over my hand makes my sweaty clothes feel unbearably dirty. Without thinking too much, I go into my.