The top of my slip had a lace trim too.I wondered whether the women crossing the road thought that I was onlywearing a slip or a slip dress.I was on t...e Westway now and had come to accept that anyone who saw mewould think that I was a sexy woman rather than a crossdressed man.I even thought of pouting at the builder crossing the road as I reachedthe lights at Old Oak Road, but thought better of it as I saw him staringat me and checked that the doors had not somehow opened as I drove overthe. I said and began the same way, teasing and delaying his cum and then suddenly he grabbed my hair and shoved it in and his load filled my mouth. The next two were much the same with different amounts of cum but I made a show of licking my lips and letting some leak out of it and then licking my lips and smiling at the women. The last one, 10 inches and thick was an old friend. Todd was waiting for me and said, Saving the best for last? and I said, Oh yes, I always do. Just so you girls know, I. Do din baad mama dophar mein khana khakar shop par chale gaye.ghar par koi nahi tha main aur mami the,mami ne khakar sone ke liya muje bulaya,main bhi kush ho kar gaya aur mami ke nagdik jakar so gaya.mami ki jaise need lagi maine dekha mami ki paussy puri dekh rahi hai aur sari puri jangu tak aa gayi hai.bus maine bhi muka dekh kar dhire se chumne laga niche se dhire dhire upkar ki taraf. Kuch pal main to woh puri garam ho chuki thi need hi need mein.phir maine dhire se unka blouse ka batan ek. Then he knelt over them. "Get a hand on my dick slave." I began to stroke him as best I could while he bound my ankles, then my knees together. I tested the bonds. No movement, he had used a pretty liberal amount of rope. I let go of his cock as he shifted positions and bound my wrists, then my elbows together. Finally, he tied my wrists to my ankles. An unbelievably restricting hogtie. We always said we'd do the hogtie first. We both liked it because it left my mouth readily.