I'm sure there's a lot more youcan learn from Sebastian. And you can always practice with me."Cecile's eyes went wide in amazement, and it was all Kat...ryn could do tokeep from falling out of bed laughing. "Practice . . . with you? You meanwe could . . .?" Sure," Kathryn said, smiling, keeping her hand nestled between Cecile'slegs. "Girlfriends do it all the time. It's important for us to know whatfeels good so we can tell the guys how we want it. Right?" I guess that makes sense," Cecile said.. She cried out to him, breathy and shaking. "You're fucking me! Oh my god, you'r' fucking me!" She was in total shock. Her legs jerking and flaying outwards, unable to control her body, her knees quivering as she orgasmed harder with every shuddering wave. Her tiny suede shoes dangling from for curling toes, her body totally out of her control, on his face a look of conquering lust and rawness. His body jolts upright, and he kneels in front of her. His shoulders shoot back and chest thrusts. Now, for another question, and this will require awritten response. What were you dreaming about this morning when youejaculated into your panties?"Peter's entire body tensed. He was open to admitting that he loved beingdressed in the sissiest of sissy frocks, but kissing the other sissy boywas so shameful.His hand trembled as he took up the pen to write on the paper tablet.Cordelia Cutwell read the signs perfectly and said, "Peter, first tellme the part you are not ashamed of."A relieved Peter. “Hmmm, looks tight,” he observes. “This is probably going to hurt a bit.”My buttocks still splayed, he spits some saliva onto my hole and just then a wave of simultaneous exhilaration and terror washes over me as I brace for what I know is coming. I barely notice my wife emerge from the bathroom and join her stud behind me, the two of them laughing at my expense. “Relax, baby,” she coos to me, “take it from me, you’re about to get the fuck of you life.”Just then I feel his strong hands on my.