It wasn’t that I’d gotten to expand my knowledge of sexual things. What made it special was that I got to learn it from him.I figured he would tak... a nap, because he’d looked all tuckered out, lying there with his penis shrunken back down to maybe three inches long. It had looked tired, too. So I went to the computer and looked up a recipe for meatloaf. I printed it off and took it to the kitchen. I started gathering up ingredients and it wasn’t until I opened the big chest freezer to get out. Now i can push out the third ball and its the same wonderful feeling as the two before. I thank him by beg him to fuck me in my hole. That's what I need, being fucked like a little cum craving sissywhore. Expose my holes to him whenever he wants it.The last ball is a special ball for me. My daddy knows because he knows what's coming after I pulled it out my ass. I have to clean it up. And I love the last ball because of the fact that it was so deep inside me. By licking it clean I could taste. They talked for a couple of minutes and she told him to knock off and come back up to the house for some breakfast and then he could finish up later. Josh shut the engine down and told his momma to move back on the horse and he swung down off of the tractor and onto the back of the horse named Jasmine and they rode back to the house.As they rode up onto the house Josh was surprised that there was a blanket laid out on the grass with plates and glasses all set up and a little basket waiting for. Then I glanced down to the bottom of the distorted image I got through the peephole and I knew that, indeed, this was Mistress Serena. There was no mistaking the highly polished pointed toes of the boots that she had described over the phone. I licked my glistening red lips as my eyes followed the crisscrossed laces up from where the toe leather made almost a right angle to an almost vertical instep to where the laces disappeared under the long leather coat. "Just a minute," I said as I hurried.