Thirty seconds later Ann heard her colleague asking his co-workers if they wanted a drink, before entering her office, picking up her glass and giving...her a coy smile. Her plan had worked! As the minutes went by she imagined him downstairs working his 8" cock between his hands until a thick stream of cum was ejaculated on to the rim of her glass. She could also picture him rubbing his thick, purple dome over it and squeezing his shaft until every drop was deposited ready for her to devour.When. At home even the thought of sex ceased. His accumulating bras and panties finally overwhelmed his bedroombureau. I remarked one day that since he seemed to prefer them andthey looked so nice, he should pack away his men's things to makemore room for them. He did. The next day his Mistress scornfullyinformed him that since he was a woman, not a man, he should wearfull lingerie all the time, not just bras and panties. A womancould not feel altogether neat and sweet and pretty and. Should he answer it? As he stared at the ringing cell phone he imagined what would happen if he didn’t answer the phone and swallowed the pill. He started to daydream that he would start to get nauseous and dizzy. His head would be throbbing and he would start to panic, he would be afraid of what his life was going to be without her. He imagined that his body would go into an uncontrollable convulsion as he fought to hold on to her memory. In his mind, he imagined that while grapping his head,. And all I can focus on since he came in the room is his thick hard cock.As I'm looking at his cock he walks over to the bed and pins me down and puts his hard cockin front of my face telling me I'm going to be a good slut for him and slides his cock between my slutty red lips till it hits the back of my throat, He look down at me tells me I'm a good little slut for hime and pushes his cock dowm my throat till I've taking him all the way till his balls are resting on my face.He start moaning and.