Rex was content to jerk himself off, with the bulbous head filling my mouth. Either cum or pre-cum or spittle came out of my nose. I lifted a hand to ...ipe it off and Rex grabbed my wrist and put it on his shaft. I was able to rub my nose on my hand. Sometimes, Rex is just nasty. I liked it. Karl was beginning to make those familiar noises just before cumming. When I rose up to go after more of Rex’s pole, my ass lifted up and Karl took advantage. He cupped my ass in his hands and pounded into. And you really are a mental case. I don’t know anyone who’d try to pull that shit with the two of us.”“You can call me Little Miss Hand Grenade.”“Wha... ?”“I’m Little Miss Hand Grenade. Drop me down in the middle of your family and pull the pin.”I spread my hands like a bomb going off.“Kaboom!”She shook her head at me.“I liked you better when you were the mouse.”Mira turned and walked away towards the kitchen.“I liked me better when I was the mouse, too,” I said quietly to myself.I guess if I’m. " Rhonda said. John came around the side, his cock wobbling back and forth, while Rhonda knelt between Mary-Ann's legs.John got to watch the effects that Rhonda's tongue and lips had on Mary-Ann for the next couple of minutes. She laid there at first as he sat next to her, with her eyes on his, as her wife ate her out, the expressions on her face subject to the whims of Rhonda's tongue. After a particularly loud moan, Mary-Ann refocused back at John with a grin, "She's REALLY good at this." It. I'dalso see Malcolm after my morning shift at Francine's from time to timeand I'd be so happy. He'd take me lunch but all too soon it was backhome as a sissy slut bondage maid and then back to Francine's. The onlyother time I got to see him was on my Sunday night off from Francine's.He'd take me out to a movie, the ballet, or a show and dinner but thatwas it. The days passed and turned to weeks with not much changing andthe sissy stepford wife dreams never returning.The only changes I did start.