..and then slamming her right back onto it. Before long it was a sloppy blur of spit and hair bobbing back and forth on his prick. But try as I might,...I couldn't see myself doing that to anyone, even to the sissy that used and abused me. And even if I could manage to keep her in line long enough to force her to suck my cock, even if I ignored how much stronger she was than me, what would be the point? Is forcing three and a half inches of hard meat really that demeaning? Honestly I think it. This technology only lasted a dozen or so seconds, until picking up seawater became inefficient as the pipe in the water became a drag, and it was retracted. Now the jet/ramjet engines were engaged, adding a much stronger push to the ship. The vessel started to angle upwards, gaining lift from its flat underside, and now the passengers could hear the dull roar of the jets being transmitted through the hull to them. Then the noise changed again as the rockets took over, and imparted a new strong. He proceeded to expand on his thoughts and painted a vivid picture of me as a cheerleader with a wig, stuffed bra, and pleaded skirt. As he described it, his cock got harder and pace quickened. He was banging me hard when he finally got me to agree to dressing up for him, and then he immediately exploded. This fantasy obviously turned him on, so I was more than willing to play along.A few days later, he arrived at my apartment with the costume and I immediately went to get ready. There was a. I eventually drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened as my wife slid in next to me. She was naked, and her skin felt hot to the touch. It’s almost as though she had a slight sheen from perspiration over much of her body. I also noticed the distinct scent of arousal! I reached my hand around her torso and cupped her right breast. She immediately flipped over, slid down and engulfed my rigid pole. Her hand gently cupped my heavy balls as she sloppily sucked my cock. Her slurping sounds filled.