She moved her hips so that I could squeeze more of her plump ass. I took the liberty of pulling her skirt up over her ass, and noticed she had a thin,...narrow g-string on. I had handkerchiefs that had more fabric to them. I moved it to the side, and squeezed the flesh of her ass cheeks. This elicited a moan from her, which vibrated around my cock, and made me just a little bit harder.I moved my attention from her ass, when I felt her breast pressing into my leg. It was at this point that I knew. Did she really want to own me? Kai, the sissy. The crossdressing bedroom-whore? My mind ran, and I began to speak but she cut me off quickly."You don't use words here. Should you decide to be my slave, your limits and interests will be respected. I take no pleasure in forcing someone to do something." Both of our eyes flicked over to the hard drive. "If you choose to leave then take the videos and go, dress yourself and never come back. But if you want to stay..." She picked up the empty wine. I began licking and probing with my tongue. The sensations that rushed through my body were amazing mixed with the feelings, sound and smells in the room. The slapping sound of meeting skin, the fresh smell of cum the pungent odor of musk, and the feeling of fullness and complete contentment. I almost forgot I was in a public place and vulnerable.The guy sitting on my face did not take long to blow his load all over my chest as the guy that was in my butt pulled out and pulled his condom off. Jay hung up the phone and approached the CO and Brad heard him requesting a few days of personal leave because he’d just found out that his mother had been involved in an auto accident. Jay was granted leave and he started making arrangements as soon as he got home. A couple of hours later, Jay was arguing with his wife over the fact that he never wanted her to be directly exposed to his past. ‘I’m coming with you, Jay!’ Didi exclaimed firmly. ‘I’m your wife and I should be with you at a time.