His touch only added to my ardent arousal.My right hand had moved from his cock to my clit. I was squirming from my self-inflicted carnal delight. Whe... he noticed what I was doing, he told me I could not cum, only delight in my lust and desire; just go to the edge, but no further.My mind was reeling. Who was he to tell me what I could and could not do? He was Derreck, the man I would do almost anything for, the man I desperately wanted, the man who would take me to carnal raptures only he could. Paul laughed as we continued walking. We remained silent for a few minutes until I caught him checking out my cousin Beckys ass. Dude, stop looking at my cousin! I scolded him quietly, she wasnt that far ahead of us. Why? Just because you cant look doesnt mean I cant, he argued, smirking. Okay… aside from it being weird to see you checking out my cousin in the first place, shes a total bitch. Like, super bitch… like… Look! Up in the sky! Its a chick! Its a gal! No! Its super bitch! I exclaimed. She was jerking it and then took the whole cock in her mouth….The cock wasn’t big and she had no trouble taking it all in…My wife was staring at the scene intently and I felt her hand jerking me faster…I knew that she loved the idea of the old truck driver….In a minute I came in her hand and looked at her content asking if she liked the idea of it. She loved it and we then started discussing ideas to bring them to fruition. We settled on a plan to go outside the city and pretend car trouble. Or inour friend's case... closet 'sissy-submissives'... isn't that right,Darla?" Taylor said as she reached down and pinched Darren's cheek.Darren pulled his blonde wig-covered head away from her fingers andgrowled at her from behind the ballgag that was tightly buckled intoplace which made the two woman laugh."Anyway, I called all my friends to borrow fetish clothing, ladies'clothing, bondage equipment, made a deal with the other vendors for arental fee if a need something special and brought.