The knight in shining armor, always arriving on his white steed, always coming to her rescue.I was tired. The armor no longer fit. She had removed it,...piece by piece, over the past 5 years I'd known her. There was nothing else left to give; she'd taken it all. I was done ... broken ... empty of any more compassion. Instead, only the white hot rage was left. The rage of being there for her over and over and over again only to find she'd never really been there for me. I couldn't deny it any. As she rode me she quickened her strokes up and down. I was looking up at her enjoying every minute of what she was doing and admiring her beautiful tits bouncing with every stroke. I could feel the tension building inside of me as she increased her pace, fucking faster. Janice yelled out “Oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck, oh my fucking god I’m going to cum again, oh fuck yes, yes, yes.” I yelled back “Oh yes I’m cumming, I’m going to shoot my load”. I felt it streaming inside of her. This was really. Why in the hell did Jessica just saythat?Ms. McLandon walked closer with a smile that matched Jessica's, and thensaw her sissy son on the floor, dressed like a girl. "Andrew... what areyou doing on the floor?"Wait...What was he doing on the floor? Why didn't she question that he wasdressed like a girl? He nervously turned his head, since his cover hadalready been blown, and looked up at his Mom, who was still smiling."I'm sorry, Mom..." he apologized."Aww, you don't have to apologize, honey.. M., 8 a.m., 9 a.m., noon, 3 p.m…. have at it – nothing and no one is stopping your from indulging. Ruby slips out of Ron’s arms, roused from a deep sleep with an urgent need to pee. He listens, eyes closed, to the distant tinkling that, someday, he hopes she will be risque enough, or drunk, to share. “Another wasted pee,” he thinks. Eyes closed to mimic sleep, he lets her slip across the carpet to open the refrigerator they rent. She’s very quiet, almost like a child finding and opening.