Then begin pulling and pushing the plug in and out, not all the way out though. She begins to moan and gyrate her hips. I pull off my rubber glove and...slide my fingers easily into her cunt. It doesn't take long. "Sir, may I cum?" (She must always ask permission) "Yes, you may". I have to hold onto her before she falls off, as she rolls through a good climax. :-)(Note:All the subs I've had I've always been very generous with the climax's I give).I roll her off me. "Get dressed, were going to do. He should result well, and a fine bonus I will have. "I will forgive your insolence this time. I understand this transition is difficult for you, useless one. But no, not all the time. That would be unhealthy. Only in her cognitive state. In the evening, latexsissy is sedated. Then she is undressed and attended to, mostly by our newest sissies. Bathed, brushed, scrubbed and well..." Chanazene paused and lit yet another cigarette. The smell of them were driving John Phillips crazy, and she knew. I was hiding in the box room from where I could see everything. They came and they were sitting on the sofa when I told that I had some work and will come in an hour. So they were talking when my mom came in a dress which could give a hard-on to anyone. She was wearing a micro bikini, golden colour and only the hard nipples were covered. She had shaved her pussy and she even turned around just like that to show her big white ass to them. She came in with a cake. They both stood up, couldn’t. The Comanches always operated in the daytime so that other people could see and admire their bravery and skill in war. I always slept good the nights that I was in Comancheria.I had just finished cleaning up after breakfast when I spotted a big dust cloud farther to the southeast. That usually meant a lot of horses were moving somewhere, and those horses usually had riders—that meant a lot of Comanches traveling from one place to another. Also, it meant a lot of Comanche warriors, because no.