Having maintained round-the-clock surveillance of the hotel where the Ark's returning crew had been lodged, they were immediately aware that her party...was leaving and, with each alerting others, it was a virtual caravan that arrived at the terminal. Their shouted questions were ignored, but the old woman did turn to wave at them as she was wheeled on board.When they were at last airborne Meiersdottir made good on her promise to explain the odd circumstances of their return to Toshimura.. Oh, immediately, I loved being a sissy. Iloved the panties and the dresses, even the chores. I loved having aplace, a defined role. Hell, I even loved blowing Clint. But then thingsgot... mean. I felt like the world was rubbing my face in what I am." Baby, I was just trying to help you get into the humiliation. Thespankings, the cock cage, the lunches with your mom and mine, that wasall part of it." I know. I don't blame you. You were molding me." Should I keep it up?" You better," I grinned.. It took several heartbeats before I realized that she wasn't trying to masturbate me."You're wetter than I expected, Silvee. That's a good sign." Her finger worked only to elicit my vagina's natural lubrication. When she mentioned the state of my puss, my attention zeroed in on the area that I had assumed was dry. She was right! It wasn't.The idea of being wet for a dog made me miserable again. How could I be wet from what was happening? I hated it! Tears splattered cold tiles."Just a little. I was thoroughly enjoying this oral sensation. Based on what he had said a few minutes earlier, I figured he wasn’t going to last long. So, I slowed my pace so I could keep this impressive piece of meat in my mouth as long as possible. In the meantime, I shot my third load of the day – I was so turned on as I imagined how I must look with this dick going in and out of my mouth. ‘I can’t hold out much longer,’ my new friend suddenly said. ‘OK, feel free to pump your load down my throat,’ I.