Or at least I had thought he was most of the way in. Turns out it was really only more like half because over the next few minutes it felt like his di...k just kept going, and going, and going until he bottomed out. I hadn’t really put up much of a fight for a while because I wasn’t sure that there was much I could do. He was significantly stronger than I was and had a very tight grip on my legs with what felt like 8 or so inches of cock up my ass. I figured my best way out was to try to wiggle. "I can't tell you what I think with them here. And I think you should try life without your head in one of your orifices." What's 'orry fishes'?" asked Andy as I walked in the door."Glad you're back, Gordy," David said. "We were just getting ready to go." Yes," said Dad. "The girls were just saying adoo."Five minutes later they were gone. "You did tell me she was a bitch," Weena remarked. Mum and dad both laughed.Monday morning I called Janice and asked her whether she could obtain the two. Thisisn't the story of a writer who tried on a dress because his wifesuggests it. This is the story of a dominating wife who pushes herhusband into being her sissy. Every story has two viewpoints, Precious.You taught me that. You're a faggot cocksucker in a dress. The onlyinspiration here is mine."My eyes grew wide. This was Karen? She seemed taller, more powerful now,than she had throughout our marriage. Now, it was her marriage. She wastaking control."I've thrown your male clothes out,. They were truly awed when Alice started to use the dance pole for many of her steps and grinds, even doing an inverted twirl.Alice had reached some other plane of existence. Her dance was perfect for the time, place, and audience. She was sexual beyond reproach for both men and women alike, and her moves were like those of a panther seeking its prey.Dave thought that Alice was building towards some kind of crescendo along with the music. Her pace quickened; the dance became more frantic. Her.