“Hey, sissy!”“Hi, papi,” Mateo Rivas beamed.“My wife just left. You ready for me?”“Yes, papi,” the Guatemalan pussyboi exclaimed.“Be...naked and in those pink heels.”“Yes, sir!”“Do you have anything to drink over there?”“Si, papi! I bought some rum yesterday so we could drink.”“Good boi. I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”The five-eleven, 46 year-old went to his bedroom and got dressed. He put on a pair of green sweatpants and a black 2XL Polo Ralph Lauren sweater. He laced up his John Deere. I felt his lips on mine and he was gone. I lay there panting, spent completely. The bed was soaked through with our fluids and I toyed with my nipples as I came back to reality."Thanks," I said softly, "come back whenever you want."I showered and found some clothes in the back of the closet that I had worn many years ago. They too were large on me but they didn't fall off. When I went down to fix dinner, my husband asked if I was all right and I said that of course I was. He said that he had. When we both need something different, his cock being the shared component. My breath caught in my chest, Alex was very large and clearly proud of his gift. Good lord Alex, why would she want to leave that thing,,I joked. I just leered as he wagged it, smiling at me. That wasn't the issue, I can fuck everyday, she found out her sister liked it too. Oh, you fucked her sister?, that'll do it. With me still staring he began to swell, getting thicker, darker, more in need. You have an amazing. .honey I am confused by all of this." The next thing I felt was a powerful slap on my face given by I have no idea whom. I then heard the command again, "You will not speak until spoken to slave." I then thought better of speaking for now on.I reached my arms out and waited for what was to come. "I am going to tease you with just a little information about what is happening. " I felt a warm body step forward against my hands. Hands firmly grasped my wrists and began to move my hands across.