Your lovely blouse!" It's all right," I said weakly as she handed me a couple of tissues totry to clear up the mess."No it's not, but it was a bit of ... shock that. You can't be a boy. Lookat you; you're so pretty; no one could mistake you for a boy. God, Iwish I had your legs, face...most of you actually. I look a bit like ahorse." No you don't, you're lovely." Oh gosh. Sorry I babbled like that. Normally, I'm Ms Efficiency, butyou threw me a curve there. May I ask a personal question?" Yes,. It was only as the taxi pulled away that I realised the place did look very different and I wondered for a moment if he had indeed brought us to the right place.There was a black man wearing a tuxedo standing by the door. I asked him if this was the Black Cat.'The Black Cat as was Sir! It is now the Black Pussy!' Cat, Pussy. Didn't seem a big difference, just a bit more playful sounding. The man opened the door for us and as we entered it took us a little while to adjust our eyes to the. Myseed is worthless and must be kept away from real women. The only placemy cum deserves to go is into my own mouth.'' You have to repeat it quitea few times before you've swallowed every nasty tiny, dainty sip. Evenafter all this time, the taste of yourself that you're forced to consumestill disgusts you, and you struggle not to gag while appearing to trulylove it, because you never know when I might be watching. Any bit ofmasculine pride you may have had left dissolves with your spunk.With it. She begins to kiss me slowly and soon P joins in. I'm a little confused at what's going on but at this point I won't ask, just see where it takes me.Wife lifts up my shirt and starts to kiss and nibble my chest while P is still kissing me. I don't think she's ever really kissed a male before.Wife gets to my pants and unbuckles and unzips my pants. "P come here. I want you to reach in and pull out his dick" C told herP was pretty nervous but she did what she was told. She reaches in and pulls.