I few stray hairs showing out the top seemed to make it look sexier. “What do you think Mr English?” she asked in a polite voice as she took a ste... closer to me, her gaze was down on my lap as I could not conceal my throbbing erection and she was close enough for me to smell her sweet aroma.“Wow!” I said, “Very nice fit” I said as I leant forward and my nose almost touching her little white triangle. “Mmm” I said softly under my breath.Sophie back away and let her dress fall back down and. I’d like to make it happy again by filling it. So I strut through to the bedroom. He follows sharply. I sit on the edge of the bed in front of our huge window looking out over the city. I see my reflection. My cock stands waiting through my zip. He walks over and goes to his knees. He knows what to do. He sucks my cock like he’s needed it all day. The GIS buttons go wild and I enjoy the vision of him in the window. Naked man and clothed woman with all the power. His head gets faster. She was incredibly turned on bythe whole affair.She broke for a moment when she heard the door of thenext booth open and then close. Out of the corner ofher eye, she noticed a round hole, about six inches indiameter, waist high on the wall. Suddenly anidentical sound came from the left. Looking to theother wall, she noticed the same thing.She could barely see little flickers of light from themovies in the next booths. Reaching forward, Robingrabbed Steve Dock’s belt buckle and unfastened. That was the most important condition. All men must be black and open to fuck a sissy.We also bought matching lingerie. We all wore the same thing. A pair a glass platform shoes, red stockings, red lace panties and a red bra. We were dressing up like little sluts for Christmas. We dress like sluts because we are sluts. We want these men to know that they own us till they can't give us anything anymore.I bought so much lube and condoms for this orgy.The day came for our orgy. It was the last.