.. oh I LIKE that Stephen....laying backon the bed honey. These guy's are pretty creative. (Ahh). They haveanother bottle of chilled (giggles) ...ums here and they're pouring itin my belly button and licking it out... (giggles again) and Dave hasmy miniskirt up and he's getting ready to pour some OHHH THAT"S COLD!on my intimate treasures here honey and (Oh yessss...) it feels SOgood..." "Baby what room are you in" I demanded. "I HAVE to see thisfor myself." "Nope" she said. . ”“And I kept you out of choir.” Really, though, he could have gone to choir after driving her there.“You didn’t deprive them of much. Aside from a little sexual balance, I contribute very little to the choir.”“But don’t you enjoy singing?”“Yes, but I enjoy sitting with you much more.” She, able to think of nothing to say to that comment, said nothing. They sat in silence while he drove for another two miles. “Look,” he resumed as if the silence had been seconds instead of minutes, “what is your. How badly you want to cum but you do not...you know a good sissy will not disobey her mistress. Further he goes in. Deeper he drives himself in you. It is all you can do not scream in pleasure. It feel so intense. His hard member is now deep inside of you. Pulsating from the desire he has for you. He stops to feel just how tight you are and wonderful it makes him feel. To have you there...tied and unable to move just for him. His movements begin to get faster. His breathing is heavier. You can. Her husband hadn’t come because he had to work. “So you’re the mother of these brats, eh?” I grinned. She sighed. “So it seems. I sometimes wonder.” “They sure have grown.” “You’re telling me! Rajan’s gone through three pant sizes in the past year. Three!” she shook her head in disbelief. “It’s too bad Abhishek’s a girl. All Mom had to do was give me Raj’s hand-me-downs,” I said ruefully. In actuality had been a bit of a turn-on to wear my brother’s clothes. Maybe that’s how it all started. “So.