Drake studied my face for a moment then grinned.“Get yourself to an orgasm,” he laughed.I glared at him then stood up. Reaching across the table I...snatched my thong out his hands. Drake seemed frozen and I followed his eye line then blushed. I forgot I wasn’t wearing a bra; Drake had a perfect view of my bare boobs. Before I could blink Drake lifted me up and laid me on the table.“Let me give you a hand then sis,” he said huskily.Drake ran his fingers down my body and round my boobs.“Drake,” I. And who was to blame for the spontaneity of that first instance? It was as if cotton and match had been brought together. Hands went under her and Binita was lifted off the ground and pressed back against the wall, right next to the door to the room. His hands gripped the back of her thighs as he lifted her so that the legs spread as much as they would. Binita refused to lift and wrap the legs around his hips. she would do nothing to help him she decided, even though her cunt had decided. " I reached in and pulled my aching nuts out also for her to see. "Start stroking and keep sniffing. You have to be quick, or she'll be in here looking for you." She knelt down in front of me and held the soaking crotch of her freshly worn yellow panties open directly under my profusely leaking head. "Go ahead and drop your load right here where I soaked these panties. Be quick." With that she reached up with her other hand and began to tease and tickle my smooth swollen sack with her. . be careful what you wish for.My name was Vic; now she tells me she's going to have me legally changeit to Vicky. My wife's name is Nancy, though I'm supposed to call herMistress or Ma'am.She, on the other hand calls me Sissy or slave.I can' t believe I used to beg her to dominate me; this is no toe-kissing game. I started masturbating to Hustler, especially the ads inback I used to make up fantasies around the trash in the back of thatporno magazine. I constantly was on watch for new issues..