I quietly tiptoed over to the door and put my ear up close to see if I could hear anything. I heard the sound of pants unbuckling and the sound of fab...ic moving as she pulled her pantyhose down, followed by her skirt and underwear. As soon as she sat down I could hear a loud stream of pee going into the toilet. I longed to see the sight of her plump pussy, even if she was peeing I didn't even care, I just wanted a glimpse. My cock began to get hard as I heard her wiping and then pulling up her. A small giggle escaped my lips and Mr. M glared at me suspiciously before returning his attention to the small group of men who appeared to be fighting over him. I walked over to them and asked which driver was Jacque. An older, stockier man stepped forward, holding his calloused hand out to me. ‘Jacque Dupuis, Madame’ he graciously introduced himself and grabbed my hand. Instead of shaking my hand, as I expected, he raised it to his lips and gently brushed a kiss over it. ‘It is a pleasure. We both know you’re a filthy cock-whore, so call and confess the nastiest thing you’ve done on your knees.BICURIOUS WANNABE SISSY:Not yet a sissy, you fantasize about being a faggot fairy princess while you jerk off in your wife’s stolen panties and fuck yourself with her dildo. You are such a sad little Secret Sissy, hiding in the closet all alone with your cockcraving desires…you know your destiny is to be a sissy cumdumpster, darling. Might as well call me and get started.TINY-CLITTY SISSY. I wasn’t about to be left out of this little fuckfest, no sirree, I spread Sharon’s legs and tasted her pussy for the first time. God, it was the yummiest thing I had ever known. Sharon was really going to town on him, but from what I’d seen on the DVD, Paul would give her a run for her money. My stud-son was fucking her face now, Sharon’s initial hesitation gone as she fellated him. Her body was wriggling around now, her hips moving and I grabbed them as I sucked her wet cunt. ‘Ohhh, Mommy,.